Friday, 6 April 2007
TGIF!
Orientation's on 11th April, and I'm dreading it. I'm dreading the start of school. Dreading the process of making new friends, dreading the process of adapting to a whole new environment.
Ah, enough about that.
I didn't turn up for service this morning.
Thanks Sem for lending me the Erratic Album. Whee! I keep listening to "Shattered" over and over again. Concave Scream is awesome! But sadly, the file format is WMA so I can't upload it to IMEEM. My MP3 died on me again, the second time in less than 6 months of use. Gaaargh!
I'm gonna buy myself some JunkFood tees, an Ipod Nano (if this stupid MP3 dies on me one last time) and a pair of faded skinny jeans when my paycheck arrives. Not forgetting a new bag for school and new pumps! And a new NIV Bible. Hahahhahaha! Just thinking about retail therapy instantly lightens my mood. And I seriously doubt I have enough money to splurge on all these.
Jeremy says I'm a windbag. For instance, yesterday, he gave me a bite of his Limited Ed. Triple Chocolate Mars Bar. And I blogged a whole paragraph of how appetizing it was, until there was a blackout at home. ZzzZzzzZz
I didn't save the entry and I forgot what I typed. That's why you don't see it. -sheepish grin-
I'm not feeling very well. My ribcage will hurt when I breathe slightly harder than usual. My allergy is back too. Sigh..
I know I have to turn to You, but why can't I find the strength to?
Labels: Good Friday