Thursday, June 25, 2009
I didn't mean it...
My back is hurting again. Like on and off, on and off. It makes me can't sleep, can't get myself together, just not myself. It caused my insomnia even though i'm beat tired and i can't do anything but lie in my bed and stone, when i said stone i meant, silence throughout for an hour or so, w/o any thoughts in mind. It's torturing.
Yesterday had MRC dinner, which is kinda of disappointing but i just don't wanna say anything. But if i could describe my roller coaster mood while trying to get everyone to come for the thing, it's actually a -(x^3) curve. If you dunno why, plot it on your GC. On a happier note, i hoped the birthday girl actually enjoyed it. And i think the seemingly always stoning Nicholas actually unstoned himself during the dinner. Oh wells, all the comments ;x Though interestingly enough it actually made everyone laugh. There's this argument about caramel. "Caramel's burnt sugar.." "So what? Ask the waiter 'Can i have some burnt sugar as toppings please?'" Made me rofl lmao. And please ice cream don't go well with water. Never ever try to add water in an attempt to dilute the ice cream lol. It'll just end up like diluted syrup, with the sick chocolate fudge still sticking to the edges of the cup (if any). Oh wells, point is water don't go well with ice cream. After that, we went to Starbucks. 7 ppl 2 drinks 1 hour. Talked over anything and everything. And drink spilled all over the table.. -cough cough- There's a reason why i stayed away from the table -cough cough- I didn't mean to not be myself, or maybe to other people i were. I've no more energy to care about anything else other than myself already, at least my back. Many a times i felt like just lying down on the table, but no, i'm not gonna spoil the day. I'm tired, i'm worn out, after i reached home i only could just lie down and not do anything, when i actually promised myself that i would study for terms that night. I can't help it i guess.. Anyway, Happy Birthday Jas :D Hope you erm liked the present and the outing(: Like is such an intangible thing. It's beyond words to describe it and sometimes i really can't help but feel it this way. I don't know what to say. More like when to say. Nothing i can do, nothing i can say, even if i do feel something for somebody... Even if.. i wanna do/say something, i guess it's nearing impossibility. At least for now. It's the little beats of the heart, that makes up the heartbeat. If only that meant it's only the little bits of effort, that makes up what you call love. This is the last night you'll spend alone Labels: MRC |