I want you in my life. But mabbe you weren't meant to be.

Honest to goodness, I can't remember when was the last time I took a bus home from work. Mabbe it was becos of the white fluffy skirt I wore today. Mabbe it was my over-sized white tote bag that made me feel safe. But I felt good to walk past Borders all the way to Paterson Lodge to take a bus home despite it was crowded and I had to stand a good part of the journey. And it felt good to walk up the slope to reach my block. Best part, it felt awesome to reach home before sunset, and get to shower so early. And catch da dong on tv =)

Depression bits still lingers but watching Da Dong made me laughed out loud and I'm so glad I'm suddenly idolizing this spunky kid from a (i cant believe it) boy band! It's totally stupiak but I guess I needed to see silliness on others to make myself feel better.

It's awful thinking of you ALL DAY long! Sometimes I can almost feel as if I know what it's like to be going mad.

mad (adjective)
mad [mad]

1. abbreviation for major affective disorder
2. wildly excited - completely unrestrained and out of control
3. seized by uncontrollable emotions - overcome with a violent emotion
4. passionate about something - very fond of, enthusiastic about,or interested in something, often to the exclusion of everything else
5. markedly aggressive - usually aggressive or ferocious
6. frantic - done with great haste, excitement or confusion
7. rambuntious - very excited or boisterious
8. very unwise or rush - lacking common sense and not reasoning logically


I forgot to get a new mouse today. Which means I'm TOTALLY handicapped and will not be able to come up with the packaging design for tomorrow's class. I could still try and do w/o the mouse but seriously, I know I'm gonna get myself so frustrated that I won't be able to do a good job. Actually, no. I can't do nuts w/o a fucking mouse. It's really wasted becos I managed to be home early with time on my side and most importantly I have the homework mood. So I'm just really pissed with myself for letting the purchase slip off my mind. So. I'm skipping class tomorrow. Which is really bad, and wasted. Becos I've already missed 2 lessons which has reached the absence quota for a single subject. But I doubt they're gonna bar me or anything.

So I guess I could use tonight's time to finish up the last 4 butterflies for fri's class. Which is really irritating the shit outta me becos I have NO mood to do all that painting & stuff!


1,680 hours to Paris. Moulin Rouge. Do I really wanna go? I dunno.


I lost count of the number of times you came up in my mind while I'm writing this entry. 20? 37? 50? Mabbe once for every letter that I typed.