But then again, I'm dreaming...
My Superman, Brandon Routh is engaged but, hey, does that stop me from dreaming? No chance!
What a day?! I feel heavy with runny nose, headaches, body aches, blah-blah! What could get worse than having class on a Saturday. We are required to attend English Profiency chuva classes starting this Saturday and next 4 Saturdays and if the we'll be scheduled any time later than 8am, it means I'll be missing out on Saturday episodes of Monster Allergy for 5 weeks. F*ck! I get up early on Saturdays and saturdays so I can miss my new fave show but then comes this EP thingy. They could have scheduled it on a regular school day, can't they? Heck! Ah, ewan!
Compliment are meant to flatter but all the more I tend to pity myself. They are either consolation or plain lies, as i see it. I just wish people won't say anything anymore if they know it's not so good for the person meant to hear it, and if they know that they should know. Hay, whatever!
I'll be off for another activity when september kicks off. Micoi signed me up on a poem contest sponsored by the University Student Council. Having bagged second in Computula, I have more confidence now that I have a big chance on winning this.
Fingers point against one another as the oil spill worsen. I mourn for the wild life that is wasted but Mother Nature has her way of getting back at people. She has no remorse in avenging her children and we know innocent lives pay for the innocent lives lost. The worse is coming and no matter how ready we become, lives will be claimed. All will be punished.
Till then...
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