donderdag, maart 15, 2007

it felt incredibly odd today, sitting on the bus alone.
Waiting for the bus alone, walking back home alone.

Eunice has spoiled me for life.

I used to like to be alone. I used to enjoy my solitude.
(afterall i'm an only child. solitudity was not a choice)



NOW I JUST NEED EUNICE TO BITCH WITH ME 24/7 !!!!

we do talk about deep stuffs ok.
like, really really deep stuffs.
we don't just talk about boys and other bitchy girls and clothes and makeup and how that stupid lancome cleansing milk is SO not effective in removing my eyeliner..

or devising plans to talk to our SH......


PS : SH stands for Super Handsome.


P.P.S: Mr Lonely stands for the-lonely-mid-year-intaker-who-has-no-friends-but-is-quite-cute-and-quite-handsome-and-bullshit-eunice -has-no-guts-to-talk-to-him.


Is it just me or is everyone in my school starting to look like someone from Hollywood?

My lecturer bears an uncanny resemblence to Nicholas Cage.
There's this guy that looks like Julie's boyf in Desperate Housewives.
Our lab demostrator looks like the nutty scientist from Jurassic Park.

It's almost as if we're studying in L.A.!

(i wish)

i think its 11:41 p.m. now

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