Sunday, January 27, 2008 // 10:08 PM
eeeeee.
i realised how busy i've been lately, and by the time i get on the computer, i've forgotten all the interesting things i've tabbed to blog.
school + tuition + art elective + church = a very tired, grumpy, messy charlotte.
i can't sleep in anymore, (no thanks to cca early saturday morning), sleep ultra early at night, and look really zonked out the rest of the day.
wowweeeeee.
i supposedly thrive under stress, according to some stupid books which gets their facts from who-knows-where, but i can tell you quite surely, i don't. i'm disappearing, slowly, slowly.
drop tuition and art, silly! you scream.
(i wrote that cos my mother just did that hurhurhur.)
but i don't know. ok its not me disappearing, more like my social life taking a total nosedive. i haven't been in contact with anyone not in school for the whole week. scary, but true.
ok i should really quit grumping and wallowing in self pity.
on a brighter note, church was pretty interesting today. ok lunch was interesting. hrmmm.
tuition on saturday wassssssssss... weird.
i was daoed by my classmate. i'm pretty sure he saw me waving! i think i'll just slink back down for now.
ok i shall just talk about italy cos thats the only interesting thing. hmmmmm my flights at 4.30am, how funfun.
laaadeedahhhhhhhhhhh.
i guess the main reason why i've been really grumpy is something else that i'm no position to say what but can just worry by myself and feel sad for myself.
oh well.
why must the only time i get to blog be so boring errr.
eeeeeeeeeeeyer.
maybe i'm just a really boring person.
or maybe i forget everything too fast
i hate myself for not being able to say stuff, for being so restrained and all bottled up.
maybe i should go back to reading my chick-lit.
but its even more annoying to read about the perfect girl and her perfect boyfriend living happily ever after. sheeeeeeeesh. i think its really hard to find mr right in the world today. you can have all the requirements but still end up with some nice guy who isn't anything like your prince charming.
oh well its getting late and i'm talking trash, my gosh.
i really should write down what to blog before sitting down with nothing to say.
stupid, stupid, stupid.