'Mean girls' was alright. I mean, its hilarious, but the typical "happy ending" just well.. dampened the whole thing. Its one of those everyone-changes-for-the-better shows. *cringe* but it was a nice show, all in all.

I talked alot today. am very thirsty. heh. i had coffee at 5pm. i'm -sure- i wont be able to sleep tonight. *grumble* my bad, i know.. but i couldnt resist the caramel *beam*

i had potato wedges for dinner. am satisfied. *rubs tummy* and did i mention that i'm thirsty? *hunts for drink*

I know a post like that is really annoying.. coz i type in a sentence or 2.. and that's the end of the topic. but i'm feeling weird. ( then again, when dont i feel weird? ) its weird coz i havent been drinking... but it feels as if i have. i'm sleepy.. everything is extra bright.. buzzing.. and i feel.. erm.. light. its as -if- i've been drinking. but its weird coz i didnt have any. very very weird.

i'm prolly just tired.

Irene: we have to meet the weekend before you leave. i'm fine either sat/sun. just let me know.

Jenny: facial! week after next.

Jeremy: ( even tho he doesnt read this) movie! you promised.

Lianne: always so difficult to arrange something with you.. call me whenever.

Melvin: you'll owe me 2 presents by the time you come back..well, one present, if its a big one. just a reminder ;)

Vynnie: the french cds!

tim: you owe me a movie.

*blinks* i need a drink. still thirsty. be posting sometime else.

Anyone free to catch 'mean girls' over the weekend?... I want to catch the show, but.. well.. i sure ain't going alone..

*pause* i think my brain cell went on strike. coz i cant seem to think. oh wait. i just had a thought.. ( refers to first sentence of paragraph).. oh well.. maybe the brain cell is erm.. hibernating. whatever the case, its not working at full erm.. whats-it-called? potential? erm.. *pause* oh dear.

its cold tonight. for once :) my feet are cold. then again, they're cold most of the time. *pause* oh dear. something tells me i shouldnt be posting tonight.. am i making sense at all?

I saw a roach in the office pantry today. it was dead.. at least thats what the guy told me after i screamed *cringe* loud enough for the whole office to hear. I took a closer look, and i swear i saw its feelers twitch. it was -not- dead. i whimpered, ran out of the pantry and stayed away from that place for the rest of the day. that's enough horror for the day thank you very much.

Mmm OJ.. cold OJ on a cold night. MMmmm... now... i'm missing a warm body i can cuddle.. *looks around* oh bummer *sulk* get your arse here melvin chong.

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Ingredients: 3 parts jealousy 5 parts crazyiness 5 parts instinct

Method: Stir together in a glass tumbler with a salted rim. Add lovability to taste! Do not overindulge!

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there was this same feeling of.. detachment. of emptiness when melvin called just now. we hung up and i was just.. numb, ignoring the now-familiar pain. then for no reason, i called him back to tell him that i missed him. and for those 20 mins.. it suddenly felt right again. i'm not sure why. it was truely unexpected.. and pleasant. i'm sure i'll be sleeping better tonight *smile*

<:edit:>then again, it was prolly coz he wasnt talking in some weird accent, for once.<:/edit:>

Was asking myself this morning, "when am i gonna stop feeling sorry for myself?" All the bouts of tears ( due to various reasons) as well as the constant depression is starting to annoy me. not to mention it's prolly gotten on all your nerves. A small bit of me responded, "never! Muahahaha.." *cough* i swear it happened. and another bit of me thought that since i was starting to talk to myself, things can't be well at all. *wrinkles nose* i'm gonna look for chocolate. even if glenn tells me i'm fat *sticks tongue out at glenn* so there.

tim spent an hour last night completing my sentences. it was MOST amusing ;) as if he was in the exact same situation i was stuck in.. *laugh* poor tim.

at least its been decided where i'll be spending my 21st birthday.. and with whom. even though i'm sure it's gonna be ther absolute worst birthday anyone can have. excuse me while i go soak my pillows in tears.

i dont.. *pause* i typed those two words just before melvin called. now i dont feel like posting at all. it was something he said. not how he said it. it was the content. now there's this bitter aftertaste. i'll not go into it coz *shrug* coz. what more can i expect? he's been gone barely 2 weeks and i'm talking to a stranger already.