monday blues

im hungry.

i hate being hungry at this time. and ive sworn off supper. for this week at least. rod was telling me i should have fasted off suppers instead. haha. that MIGHT have been a bigger sacrifice. then again.. nahhhhhh. never.

school was really good today. i heart my lecturer to bits. though everyone else hated him. coz he's way too strict and picky. and even handed out a sheet of rules and regulations that he expects for the semester. but that aside, he honestly rocks. SIM badly needs more lecturers like him. hes articulate in what he presents. and ive never seen myself write as much notes in one lecture as i have in his, today. awesome. we shall clone him. hur hur.

now where on earth did that warped idea come from.

urgh, its 4ish am. im incoherent. spare me.

dinner in town just now with the rest was really funny. i still dont understand how jose ripped his pants at wisma. haha, too bad i wasnt there to whip out the camera in time. poor boy, he was so so embarrassed. think his "i love my mommy" underwear said a big loud hello to the rest of wisma. hahaha.

ive got a windsurfing camp coming up this weekend. ive been way too busy these past 2 months. i need more time to myself. and its good i guess, going for the windsurf camp. no ones going with me. so it'll be a good time getting to know more people. yay!

im just praying the mask doesnt fall on my head like how it did on equan a couple of years back. haha!

im still deciding on the wakefest. urgh! priorities! decisions! how i hate them both!

rod asked whats the point of fasting if your main objective at the end of it is to open like 200 bottles or something. then if the longing to drink subsides after the 40days, it isnt much of a scarifice is it? haha! like, if ure fasting off say, food. then after 40days, you kinda no longer need to eat, it doesnt make sense does it.

it just struck me. im wondering whether the korean missionaries are still alive. its so scary. let God intervene. we all know he has a greater purpose. somehow. oh God, help.

gabriel msged about the taleban thing and all today. and its just scary. the human race have morphed into an animalistic killing rampage. sad but true.

oh God, help!

peace!

black eye PEACE!
hurhur.

like i mentioned, its 4am.

haha, thats it. i should so sleep. tmrs gonna be a hell long day. driving down lim chu kang better not be as terrorising as last last week tmr. i dont quite look forward to seeing another horde of CD rhinos and diving unit trucks cluttered outside camp. speaking of which, meigu told us over dinner that the kid who died is her cousin's kid. hence making him my distant distant cousin! oh mama! scary. its either way too coincidental, or like what christine would normally say, "glor, your family is just too big!" haha. i honestly cannot agree more. gloria, over and out!