8:33 PM, OH HERE IT GOES, HERE IT GOES, HERE IT GOES AGAIN
Thursday, June 12, 2008
its just you and meI LOVE this picture. I thought it'd be a little too forward to maybe post it but after some thoughts and some encouragements (or threats, whatever, hahaa) from J, i decided, what the hell, post that pic. This was taken around a week ago or a week plus plus plus. Credits?
Me and J.
Oh, and so i've been blogging too much, and there's nothing much to blog about cos i've been stuck at home, nursing a throbbing headache and a nose which flows non stop. Dammit, i hate this pain i'm going through. Its kinda physical, but it flows into my mind, affecting my mental state too. So if i talk shit or whatsoever to you today, or yesterday, it gotta be the sickness. Nah, its not me. It has got to be the sickness.
I hope to get well soon. I'm sick of moping around the house like a chicken who had sniffed glue too much. I'm seriously half alive, and if i dont get well soon, i might not make it in time for tomorrow's date. Okay, its alright if i missed it. Not that important or much to my interest anyway. I mean, who wants to do Science Project? You tell me. But i'm totally behind now, and judging from the accumulating shit i've gathered thru the 2 weeks of hols, i'm nowhere near completion. And if i dont start attempting to complete SOMETHING, at least something, i might go crazy on the last week of hols, which would be next week. Apart from having to complete the horrifying amount of unfinished work, i feel like taking up a job too. I dont know. Recommendations anyone? I told Irwan this and he told me to start with cleaning his house toilet. And Mr Shah told me the same thing too. What - i have the 'cleaner' face is it? TSK.
Dammit, which to do? Which to attend to? It'd be awesome to have some cash stashed in my wardrobe for use anytime i want to. Cos hell i'm tired of asking my parents for money. Still, with so many school related things to do, maybe i should just zoom my concentration into school.
Oh, crap.
HERE IT GOES AGAIN.
It starts out easy, something simple, something sleazy, something inching past the edge of reserve.
