Sunday, July 31, 2005

You're Gonna Have To Run

Tag-board.com rocks I tell you. Just when I decided to put my board back up, tag-board.com goes down. It's like pulleys, know what I mean.

This afternoon I sit in front of the computer doing farewell presents as dashboard confessional blares in the background. Songs fresh from another of those downloading sprees I adore so much.

I love w_______ c___. Especially my sleek black one, which won't be mine in 5 days' time. Darn.

I am bored to tears, I have been eating too much and I am in no mood to study chinese at all. Tomorrow will be hell cos I would be rushing four chapters at once, joy. One of the times when we all lament how ridiculous our teachers are. Understatement of the century.

I miss Lime's pin-ups. Unless they give me oc giant posters every month. Then I'll paper every remaining bit of white left of the walls in my room. If the brother dares to rip any of them down, I will bounce so hard on my bunk every night before I sleep that one day it will collapse and crush his head.

Brain juice. Mmmm good.