Sunday, September 11
the Voice- loud, authorative with a hint of love
the rustling of the newspapers
incessant reminders to hurry up
Bread; sausage/ham
money on the table for the week
do you have training today?
and i'll relish it tmr morning,
it'd have to last me for a week.

saw this on jiahui's display pic and asked her to send it to me (:
this was on.. Yf Anniversary day.
where both of our feet were tied together.
Heh. (:
i've been living in a static plastic world these few days. my body clock is just, topsy turvy. the extreme of just 2hr sleep happened today, which was sleeping the whole day. Yeah. the queer thing was.. i wasnt sleeping cus i was tired/ felt like it. maybe it was a form of escapism from everything else. it's weird cus before/after i slept, i felt the same. and when i slept, i didnt even feel as if i was sleeping. does this make sense? it's sort of like the freshness and rejuvenation one derives from sleeping is not prevalent. yeah. and i even slept on the sofa while watching tv.
=
something grew on my left eyelid.
i dontknow what it is. ):
i'm kinda disappointed cus i realised that one whole week have passed. and guess what, i havent achieved much out of it. it's sad cus i dedicated it to studying econs and yet, i could not attempt essay qns. Sigh. ):
3 thick history files,
Where do i Start? ):
the promos, the promos, the promos. ):
there's so much to look forward to after it,
but for now,
mind over matter mind over matter MIND OVER MATTER!
yeah.
thanks to Ian for sending me a clip titled
Impossible Is Nothing.
(:
note the ratio of sad ): and happy (:
initially i wanted to type alot of things,
but i cant remember.