Tuesday, May 18, 2004







Mood: HOT! Music: What it is to burn - Finch.

Countdown to term break: 25 days.

Countdown to sister's arrival home: 24 days.

Word of the day: Necromancy - the practice of consulting/talking to the spirits of the dead.

Quote of the day: "Sometimes I feel I should be made of stone, where nobody cares so I'm just left here alone" taken from Accepted Rejects' stone statuEs.

I think it's useless for me to go online in AIM since i have only two people in my buddy list. One is Leen and the other is Gary, Still Life Projector's Tour Manager (or it's just manager, i'm not sure myself) and both of them are seldom online. Gary because of the 13 hrs difference between here and L.A but still and Leen because... she's already online in MSN for me to talk to her with so...doesn't really matter is she's not in AIM, i still lub her the same. Hehe. And yahoo!... whenever i'm online, all 20++ ppl i have in there are not. So what's the freaking point. Anyway, my speakers are still fucked. Not just my speakers, something about the sounds in my laptop. I can't use the freaking mic and only one of the speakers work, no matter if i use headphones and desktop speakers with it. Eff that shit. And www.bruneiair.com is FUCKING PISSING ME OFF so FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU, FUCK MOTHERFUCKING YOU. Okay, happier things. Brownie (sp?) is a cute toy. He kissed me on the cheek when i wanted to go home from school just now (me talking crazy). I'm kinda hyper right now and Hazz keeps telling me i am. Huahahhahahaha. Best of luck for both Zuer and Yani tomorrow for their Bio I paper. Hazz told me that he's having his Socio exam on Friday at 8am. HAHAHAHAHA. Good luck, dude. =D Anyway... i think the Light Coke i'm drinking is making me all hyper. I feel like waving. And i just did. :S I'm starting to scare myself. Anyway.. i woke up at 715pm just now from napping at 3pm. The crew is still filming downstairs and it's hot as hell in my parents' room since i can only switch on one aircon, if i switch on the other one, it'd be too noisy for the crew to film downstairs. :( Anne Rice's The Witching Hour is boring me, no more incest stuff :( HUAHAHAHA, i'm kidding. 0=)


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