the side effect of a painfree existance is- death.

an attempt to come back early on a friday to study is fruitless.
cos an attempt isnt an attempt without going thru the whole prochaska diclemente cycle of behavioral change.
(:
wahaha.
-nerd.

went thru today (a very bad friday morning) with the lowest spirits.
last night,
went to dooleys to meet el and pat and jem for a drink.
andddddd i met THOMAS TOH!
(: my sweeeetie weetie! (:
anyway he got sooo wasted that he left after ten mins.
hahah
so left me with the guys.
drank for bout halfhour and left.
THANKS TO PCL ON FRIDAY. roar!

anyhowwwwwwww,
the day dint end there for me.
went home- to kobe.
roar!!!
he started the whole 'you dont wanna see me'
and 'do you want me'
and the whole shebangs.
i reallyyyy dont figure men sometimes.
had a hard night cos he stayed till 8 fucking am in the morning.
hence,
i missed HEP lecture at 9am. greatttttttttt.
then rushed for PCL-
with the worst dressing sense ever
and a veryyyyyy sad face.
my brows cldnt lift
and my lips cldnt curve.
all in all,
im fucked.

for once i had the resolution to go to the religious centre for prayer.
and gues whatttttttt.
the chapel's empty.
and i mean EMPTY.
no crucifix or anything.
THE IRONY of it all.
sigh*.

ohhhhhhh and if anyone heard a pigeon noise in lecture for aroni's touchy crap,
its TIM WELLINGS pple.
hahahhahaha.
he's the funniest thing i tell you!
suddenly, randomly turned ard and talked to me
as if i knew him before hand.
and we ended up passing notes thruout lect.
andddddd he did the pigeon noise to annoy aroni.
AND he taught me too.
it was funny la, for a moment
cos i sounded like a dying crow.
and everyoneeeeeeee ard us left the theatre with their hands clapped up and frantically blowing into the hole (not THAT way)
haha.
and that reallyyyyy cheered me.
compared to the sulkiness i brought to PCL and the lect.
the WHINIEST and MOST melo day i'd have to go thru.

to be strategically seated on the same row as you.
but to be DIRECTLY opposite ends of the row.
we are never meant to be.
and how you really distracted me just being there.
to get my mind off stuff and stresses,
oh-so-sweet dilini dear is bringing me out to club tonite in the city.
YAY.
no-f*ckin-way am i going to spend a weekend regretting not doing work
and YET not having any fun at all.
thats my theory.
(:

i woke up today with a splitting headache.
i totally forgot what had happened prior to this.
i check my phone-
dialed numbers-> tiffany (4)
whattttttt? i dialed her FOUR TIMES?
since when?
imagine that.
and whats worseeeeee-> you (6)
WHATTTTTTTT? noooooo fucking way.
sometimes i doubt mysanity.
i SWEAR i dont rembr those calls.
im so fuckedddd
ergh.

FLASH!
i suddenly dont feel like leaving clayton for the city.
SHOULD i?
clubbing is BAD. esp when i got a fuckloada work to do
PLUS my assignment which i have to hand in earlier.
yeah...
im pretty sure im fucked.
):