Digging in my heart of gold
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
so yesterday,i spent the afternoon and evening writing that 2007 summary and a 3 page letter. but im not gonna send that letter. i got that idea from brooke davis and as what dipna would say. OTH for the win! :)went to make new spectacles. my degree's like shit i swear!
so today,i didn't go for training. i knew i wasn't going to survive from the cough last night and the painful throat. i was all set to go at 7.50am. before i "left",i sat down on the sofa thinking. like if i knew i wasn't going to perform and would only be MORE sick,then why go? it's only one macritchie training.
so yes,and then i will not be going for training tmr AGAIN. WHAT THE FUCK!
it's like 1 whole week being a freaking bum if i don't train on friday. :/
im in trouble. really! and what the hell am i going to do today? i don't know.
and meixian has a hangover! haha. drink somemore la. haha! hmm. i wonder how it feels like to have hangover. with a "giant elephant sitting on your head". must suck! :/
the check was really painful. the doctor kept on pressing on that sensitive part and made me feel like puking. you know that part where anorexic people umm press to puke. or whatever la. it was bloody painful. eee. wonder why i even went. oh right,maybe cos I DON'T WANT TO DIE! :)
i am going to find something better to do then stare on this screen the whole day. good day!
