Words of a Stranger

Waxing lyrical of the crappy details of my life and my views with a healthy dose of cynicism, sarcasm and everything you like about non-wholesome movies.

Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Some feelings can be subconcious; you know coz you feel perfectly fine and do perfectly idiotic things.

I just realised that we DON'T have the dive trip dvd. We were supposed to have bought it.


Darn. Maybe I should do as my mum said and write to Mark.


Somebody break Cupid's bow; he plays with it too much. I'm starting to hallucinate.


I'm getting less sick!! Can I go to work?


Results are coming out. Why don't I feel nervous?


Oh yeah... I'm neurotic/psychotic/idiotic.


I'm so -otic-y.





[Insert I'm dreaming of a white christmas music]
~I'm dreaming of a white manta~ (like I'll ever see one)


I want icecream.

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