Friday, September 21, 2007
Whoo! Camwhored after TSD on Tuesday. I did some extra stuff to the photos, but blogger takes AGES to upload them, so forget it.
How interesting. I stayed up till 1am the previous night to do my TSD critical commentary.
SO TIRED. I was SO TIRED today.
During Literature, we were analysing some poem and I made a lot of funny comments. One even commented on my peculiar behaviour: "Are you drunk?". I found it horribly amusing.
Yes, I know quite a few of you know WHO said that, but if I did that, I'd probably end up getting sued or something for MENTIONING someone's name. Must be careful with the internet.
Anyways, ya. I've been a little weirder than usual these few days, or so I think. I borrowed a chic flic (spelt right, right?) book from my school library. I find it sad that JC life seems to strip you of your time.
WHEE! So fun.
Went to Hung's place to get a pair of trousers that I can use as part of my costume for tsd (it's coming along REALLY well, btw, in my opinion, at least). Got a lift home by my man's mum. She drove me in the topless car (how scandalous!). It's topless only when you want it to be, btw.
Well, she made it topless.
Drove from Tanah Merah to Katong to pick Hung's sis up, then went along the ECP back to Pasir Ris. Didn't know which exit. Got lost. Ended up at Changi Airport. Why am I typing like this?
Me tired.
So, my point is. I sat in the back seat. Hair kept whipping against my face because of the wind.
Car going at high speed + extra natural wind = VERY messy hair which my maid described as "siao" and a very very numb face
Anyways, I've been having these stupid breathing difficulties for WEEKS. It's like.. when you start thinking about yourself breathing, it just makes me think that I'm not getting enough air. I take bigger breaths. My body seems to not be able to accomodate as much air as I would like to have. That's why I've been breathing really oddly nowadays, if you haven't noticed.
My man says its very psychological. I dunno. I hope to get rid of it soon. Either its asthma, or I need a psychaitrist. How annoying. Maybe I've forgotten how to pant naturally. Though Pace Creagan would do it just awesome.
darkness falls at 9:55 PM
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