Friday, September 1, 2006

P to the double O to the L. Pool!

Please stop reminding me that Prelims are in, like, what? 10 days? Ahh, I love being in denial, and I hate being reminded. So zip it, I know, I know.

The urge to duck-tape my brother, shave his hair, and throw him into a gunnysack is overwhelming. He is such a.. "You horrible child!" - Ms Ng. Wednesday was like 2 days ago, and I already miss the ganging up 's on Ms Ng.

Something lost:
Time to study.

Something found:
If I dare say, motivation.

Something feared:
10 days from now. A month from now. A year from now.

Something comforting:
I get to wake up late for the next whole week, plus I have cable television. (Ha ha ha to all, except maybe yix.)

Something losing it's value:
Starbucks, smarties, and maybe the conversations we had.

Something crazy:
I had this dream. I was playing pool, and I got all the balls in in one shot! Yeahyayhawhoo!

Is it that obvious I've got nothing better to do? (Don't answer to this.)

Reoccuring dreams mean, something.

I'm having trouble sleeping, I'm having trouble breathing.