[emo trip: restless, lethargic, want to get out of the house.]
i had a plan but it didnt turn out the way i wanted. it always doesnt, i guess. moral of the story today is that i shouldnt plan. ahhh, yes, saves me the trouble of getting disappointed. im very angsty. a gd suggestion would be to stay out of my way.
new red dress is not going to be worn anytime soon, and especially not today. have no freaking mood.
remote control is lost. somebody send out a search party.
had supper at about 3 in the morning. no wonder im gaining weight, stoopid. reached home at 4am, tried sleeping but was greeted by a complicated tangled up mixture of broken dreams. old friends. blue walls. johor. dresses. black and white. dogs. a market. and a dead singer. how peculiar.
i fried my little brains.
i hope it snows. sometimes i wonder how it'll be if singapore snows. we can skate ice, build snowmans, make snow angels and drink hot choc all day. woooo peeeee.
kids, fruit & vegetables juice is good for you. drink once in the morning, once in the afternoon. and then at night, eat all you want. then when you grow old, you'll have strong healthy bones. hopefully white.
awww, mad about you is a really sweet show, though very much outdated with women still in vests and huge messy hair, hur hur.
you know, i woke up today thinking about when im going to meet my fellow mcmers, or if im ever goin to meet them again, before graduation. i think it's because of the themes of my dreams the previous night. are we ever gonna meet, sit down and have dinner together. heh.
argh, what am i gonna do now.