My poor laptop is burning up almost every night. i won't be surprise if it's at nearly 40 degree in fever temperature. If I'm not going to limit my usage, it'll prolly end up in the hospital before i could run to the toilet to take a dump. or even before i could hike out of bed to run to the toilet to take a dump. I have a hazelnut head now. Or at least that's what it's written on the box. I was having uneven hair tone so i decided to pop by the treatment zone to soothe out the damages. it turned out black. I got confused. I guess it's wrong for me to call myself a hazelnut headed for now then? maybe once I've washed my hair over and over again then there might be a slight chance that soon I'll even turn into a hazelnut myself. All this hazelnut talk is giving me a killer eating machine stomach. I could hear it's rusty joints creaking beneath. Groan.
But i guess that's besides the point. The point is, it's actually Sofie-day today! It was a thrilll! and Matt was with her too, which was a bonus. I'm very fortunate to have met him today of all days. It was Matt's 18Th bday and his first time buying raspberry vodka- glad it was liqueur and not cancer sticks. I would always recommend a healthier choice- if i could rewind time. I remember my first time being 18- not that I'll ever be 18 again but i still wished i could be 18 forever, i was sitting outside 7-11 and once those hands/fingers hit midnight i dashed to the counter to get my first pack of fags! See. unhealthy yet delicious. Getting back on track, Matt was my primary 1-3 school buddy btw that explains my enthusiasm abt this. We were the very innocent baby green devils in school back than. It's been agessssssssss since i met those odd ones. It did felt nice. with a smile on my face kind of nice. So far i've been burying my face under the pages of New moon which caused my disappearance. But something caught my attention on the way home- in the train, once i pulled out my addictive Stephanie Meyers book out of the bag and started flipping through the pages a stranger quoted " i could tell an addict and shes definitely one". They were right under my noise and i could hear their very existence, i could even smell them. ugh. which also led to a horrible news of Eclipse and Breaking Dawn vanishing from the shelves of bookstores. The last two book that i was hoping to start in 2 days time is shattered. I'm almost finishing new moon which takes me 8 days to complete- well tmr would be the 8th day once i'm done and sadly i won't be having the next book to bury myself in. what am i gonna do in the middle of the night? what am i gonna do when im in the shower, while brushing my teeth? what am i gonna do in the train? what else could possibly sing me my lullaby? this stinks!
On the cheerful note, the full moon was very pretty dancing with the dark sky today. I want to own one someday. And put it in a fish tank right next to my bed. Maybe it can sing me my lullaby instead. (; sweet!
don't let them bring you down.
xoxo
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