midnight mumblings
just read a few of my old posts. about a year back.
does one truly get jaded and less enthusiastic about things over time? do we all get more worn out as we age? but i'm not old i'm 22! old is like.. erm 25 or something. hurhur sorry quarter-lifers.
anyway awin has called a few times, letting me hear bits of the bsb mania at the indoor stadium. i've heard all i have to give, quit playin games, i'll never break my heart, as long as you love me.. hahahaha. aww i wish i was there. no ok, i'm not embarrassed to say it. you know, for old times sake cheyyyybah. she told me the way they danced was hot. they still have choreographed dance steps?? not too old for that meh?
the reason for my shitty mood lately was pms la. prolonged, this time round. started on friday and ended yesterday. and the red missy came today. kenapa eh, kenapa pompuan mesti nak blog pasal bila dorang nye menses datang.. anyway.
met sop today for lunch and then off we were to meet an acquaintance of hers from australia at starbucks. cos she just couldnt say no when he asked her out. in return for dragging me along and assisting in making conversations, she treated me to a drink. and that hazelnut latte is the reason i'm still up and feeling dandy.
i haven't been dreaming lately. the kinds you have while you sleep, i mean. why is that. i like my dreams. my dreams are always nice and pleasant. except for that one time i dreamt i lost my virginity to an old cheekopek and my family agreed to the deal. i can't remember what they got out of that deal. and i don't wanna speculate cos that dream was just eeky, dude. my dreams have all been weird but pleasant. cos i'm also weird but pleasant like that. ok the latte is making me ramble on and on you notice? you notice? notice or not?
i worry that tickets to jason mraz are gonna be sold out. damn i'm only gonna get my next pay late feb. if sold out by then how! oasis was in town, franz ferdinand too, and jason mraz and eli went for none!! i cannot handle that, i cannot.
*hangs head in shame*
damn it money does make the world go round. ain't that a scary thought.
you know what else is scary? when you've healed from a previous hurt and then now there's a slight chance that you might go through the same ordeal again. that,i seriously cannot handle. anything but that please.
don't hope.
don't expect.
don't. don't dont.
don't.
