And my laptop charger fell into my coffee. Nothing I do will ever surprise me again.
Oh well. Big big sigh.
Here I am on my bed, red eyes and a messy room, listening to All About You with my Biochem practical book next to J's sleeping lump. The book's staring at me with such venom, I swear. And Mr Lalat! It's flying around and annoying the hell out of me.
So, tonight I'm not just a huge moody grouch. Tonight I'm a huge moody grouch on the eve of New Year. But New Year is just a concidence. I don't need one stupid day as a reason to rethink the things I've done for the past year and be all regretful, maniacally proud, or whatever and come up with empty promises and supposedly 'new year's resolutions'. I do that on daily basis. Except they're not called new year's resolutions, they're called...er, something else.
But one thing I did and sort of regret, seem to hit me harder tonight than ever.
(With All About You playing left and right, acoustic and not. Eh, they sound GOOD live. sadly I'm very impressed.)
I was so caught up with myself that I ran away from a friend. He's sweet and nice, basically not the kind of person I deserve to be friends with. I got chicken scared of the possibility that I'd hurt his niceness and his niceness would leave me feeling bad about myself, hence disrupting my....evilness. The balance of life and good and evil.
I biatched out on him and ran away. After realizing my fault months later, I called him and said I was sorry. I told him why I did what I did. He made fun of me and a made me feel guilty at the same time.
Things are okay now, I guess but I really hurt him bad.
And now I feel like I've missed out on something really great. Seriously, he's the type of people I need in my life. :(
Big, big BIG sigh.
Yesterday Sufi, Ain and I went out with Peng. Initial plan was movies but since the only person excited about it was Peng, we changed plans and went to San Stefano. Again.
Ate at the food court, met a Phils/Egyptian guy at Burger King and hung out at Starbucks till late.
The wind was blowing like hell so we sat inside. Peng taught us so much. How to steal Starbucks' mugs, Drums 101, politics and depolarization at the axon terminal.
We walked for about 10 minutes in the angry belowing wind to a crossing 'terowong' since Peng didn't want us to cross the road. My nose was cold and my face was numb, and I was grasping a Starbucks cup. Ain was running from the cold, Sufi was emotional and Peng went on talking like he always does.
I think we're allowed to have that much fun. We had our Pharma quiz earlier yesterday and it was pure, stinking nightmare. Forget it. Not going to relive it.
And with each day passing by, I've become more and more of a stalker. Not as serious as the previous case but annoying enough. Can't help it eh. He's rawrlicious.
I can't believe I just wrote that and won't delete it.
Anyway, I must go now. Many things were suppsoed to be said in this post but I just got hit on the thigh by a mercun. wtf.
Laterrrr.
signed,
'happy'newyear?? says who?
Current mood: happy+sad=bored
Listening to: All About You.
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