i realise how much i miss some people in school, damn.
to distract me, there's always the piano to worry about. and smp, mostly.
dang. life has no whatsoever meaning now, just plain stupid work.
i need brain-stimulating stuff = school, at the very least, though it's stressful and gives me new pimples.

the only reasons for reason now are the beatles, jazon mraz and tristan prettyman.
music's my new religion.
some lyrics just strike me and make me feel better sometimes.
and no matter what song, the lyrics just seem to apply.
bollocks you may say, but whatever.
hearts to music.
and love to life.

anyway, i went to vivo today for a second time. pageone is a HUMONGOUS HUMONGOUS bookshop. i saw interesting books there. xD hmm some titles i saw: 1001 books you must read before you die, extremely loud and incredibly close (something about a boy whose father died in 9/11 and him finding a key), dragon moon (eh, some fantasy book. i can't believe i was actually reading that ridiculous far-fetched story), the double life of [some woman's name].. yadayada. more, basically. haha.

dinner, i was stuffed. damn. i ate a whole lot, honestly speaking. crab, crayfish, mushrooms, fish, dessert, fried rice, rice and noodles. HAHAHA. by the end of the hols, i will be one fat tub of lard. but good thing is, my job includes running errands and walking from point to point to deliver stuff, helping huge people onto the bumboats, carrying boxes of mineral water and what not. i have a tan developing from the sun exposure already. hur. tanlines suck, officially. i look weird.

alright. smp time. sigh.
bleh. i hate working a seven-day week.
i swear, school is a much better alternative in this case.
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