24th March 2006
24th March 2006
I set the alarm for eight, but i wake at ten. Im late.
Rush over to wake him up (fuck he's a sloth), breakfast, then we head down to uni. he had to pass a carton to Sanket personally because he's bent on believing that i would get cheated in some way. He believes in Karma.
Then V For Vendetta. This show is awesome. So unlike the no-brainer-'date-movie' i caught with my Nyanyan. the latter was the pits, its the most boring, pointless, thoughtless, senseless clip thats made for people who need a good reason to kill themselves.
Neways, back to Vendetta. i cant stop raving about it. Charlene would go on for ages, and i think im inclined to do the same. this one is going into my list of good movies. Subtly painful. I like.
Met Nyan and headed down to Anna's. Disorganized surprise party for Gregy. No cake, not enough booze, confusing games. but we all had fun because it was a get together from all of us groupies from last semester. Met the other greg and shaun for awhile, which got me thinking about how superficial friendships can get when you dont meet good friends for a long time... Bumped into Jarrod a lil while later. JARROD YOU PARTY ANIMAL... when are you going to ever stop?
Got a call, was asked by Auntie Karina to make a speech at around 10am the next day.... I said okay.
25th March 2006
7.30am of the 25th finds me half awake in bed, the alarm's shrill bell resounding in my head. i reach over for my mobile, reply selected texts and scan the notes for the speech which i would make in 2.5 hours.
i stand in proxy for an 18 year old HIV Positive victim, who doesnt want to read out a letter she wrote - before 300 critical adolescents. Honestly, I wouldnt either. So i was glad to give her a voice.
its now six thirty in the evening, and the speech has been the best thing i've done so far today. I feel warm inside.
I have an accounting test coming up in two days, but i cant give a flying fuck. I've been staring at 'Stock splits and stock dividends' for the past half an hour but i have absolutely no idea what they're on about.
All i wanna do is clean up my study area. I pride myself on 'organized mess' but now the whole desk looks alot like trash. Im watching Vendetta again. I cant get over it.
The sky is a beautiful shade of blue. blue - baby blue - crisp baby blue. theres only a trace of a white candy floss cloud in the sky, and the sun shines against walls of stark white paint and turns it into a soft, golden orange that makes everything feel like home.
I set the alarm for eight, but i wake at ten. Im late.
Rush over to wake him up (fuck he's a sloth), breakfast, then we head down to uni. he had to pass a carton to Sanket personally because he's bent on believing that i would get cheated in some way. He believes in Karma.
Then V For Vendetta. This show is awesome. So unlike the no-brainer-'date-movie' i caught with my Nyanyan. the latter was the pits, its the most boring, pointless, thoughtless, senseless clip thats made for people who need a good reason to kill themselves.
Neways, back to Vendetta. i cant stop raving about it. Charlene would go on for ages, and i think im inclined to do the same. this one is going into my list of good movies. Subtly painful. I like.
Met Nyan and headed down to Anna's. Disorganized surprise party for Gregy. No cake, not enough booze, confusing games. but we all had fun because it was a get together from all of us groupies from last semester. Met the other greg and shaun for awhile, which got me thinking about how superficial friendships can get when you dont meet good friends for a long time... Bumped into Jarrod a lil while later. JARROD YOU PARTY ANIMAL... when are you going to ever stop?
Got a call, was asked by Auntie Karina to make a speech at around 10am the next day.... I said okay.
25th March 2006
7.30am of the 25th finds me half awake in bed, the alarm's shrill bell resounding in my head. i reach over for my mobile, reply selected texts and scan the notes for the speech which i would make in 2.5 hours.
i stand in proxy for an 18 year old HIV Positive victim, who doesnt want to read out a letter she wrote - before 300 critical adolescents. Honestly, I wouldnt either. So i was glad to give her a voice.
its now six thirty in the evening, and the speech has been the best thing i've done so far today. I feel warm inside.
I have an accounting test coming up in two days, but i cant give a flying fuck. I've been staring at 'Stock splits and stock dividends' for the past half an hour but i have absolutely no idea what they're on about.
All i wanna do is clean up my study area. I pride myself on 'organized mess' but now the whole desk looks alot like trash. Im watching Vendetta again. I cant get over it.
The sky is a beautiful shade of blue. blue - baby blue - crisp baby blue. theres only a trace of a white candy floss cloud in the sky, and the sun shines against walls of stark white paint and turns it into a soft, golden orange that makes everything feel like home.
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