i just visited the library, and borrowed another couple of books. one on beach stories, and true to its title (the beach book), it's completely water-proof. (oh, i tried it in the bathtub already, it is water proof. drying it off was not fun though.) another one on how this woman becomes a top journalist for a music magazine, which i haven't cracked open yet. the third is called balling the jack, new york slang for risking everything on the one go, and it's about this guy called Tom Reasons (yeah right, if he were that sensible, his last name wouldn't be Reasons) who loves to bet every last dollar of his weekly salary on a ball game.

i need to go out and watch step up with somebody. AMANDA, drag some more people along and we'll go catch this movie together! hahaha, i'm insanely free this holiday, with nothing much to do, except for my CCA responsibilities, piano practices and my exercise regime which hasn't quite taken off.

shucks, i've busted my sms limit again. this time worse. bust it by 17 dollars divided by 5 cents = 340 messages. i have 300 free. I TOTALLY NEED A NEW SMS CEILING. grrr, all the sms-ing for CCA purposes + net carn + to friends that matter is taking up all my sms-es! note to self: exercise self-restraint.

i am going out soon. and argh. nobody's tagging anymore. =/ tag, somebody? anybody.

break my heart, no
i don't want to
hold on to leprechaun gold
5:35 PM