Thursday, February 17
i slept at 7 ytd. after almost 40 hours without sleep i think it isn't that unreasonable is it.
football today was great. lots of footballers will tell you that scoring a goal is actually better than having sex, without actually informing their missus. i think i would second that. not that i had sex before. but i believe that scoring a goal would still be nicer.
it's d invites of the finals tml. after that i think there would b nth to occupy ourselves with during debate. yay.
i really do hope after tt d outing actually materialises. it's been too many times we've said we would go and then we don't.
freaking warm night.
i'm finally able to put this into coherent language: i am never going to let my heart take control of me ever again. mind over matter.
i want to sleep. but it's still a freaking warm night.
okay not that constantly saying it's warm would make it cooler. aircon man is coming soon i think/hope.
the letter to UN is coming along fine. i am just scared that it is too long. shall let ms chiew see it first. heh. i want that ipod shuffle! for myself. perhaps. just for collection sake. sorry kitson.