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    So sorry...
    Bitched on: Thursday, January 18, 2007
    Time: 1/18/2007 10:34:00 PM

    I've been MIA (missing-in-action) for such a long time!

    Gosh... I've gotten home only twice for the past 2 weeks. I miss my bed. I'm sick of sleeping in my studio...

    Grrr....

    I haven't been sleeping well at all. Don't get me started about my appetite. I almost fell of the scale when I saw 51kg. And for the first time in my 21 years, I found out that I actually have relatively high cheekbones. Lol...

    I look like a druggie, so 'stoned'.

    And I feel so 'stoned'.
    A walking zombie.

    I went into a lecture once at 10.10am. My friends and some other people in the lecture were giggling and eyeing me like I had walked in naked or something. I sat down at the back and a friend of mine turned back to mouth something like why was I late. I didn't know what the hell was wrong. I was only 10 minutes late, what...

    Or so I thought, I was actually a good one hour late for the lecture. And it ended half an hour later. Plus, my friends teased me after that. Sigh...

    I need a brain transplant.

    I really think I'm a bloody himbo. And my friends think so too. Its OK for them to think so (I guess) but its really not when my studio 'master' (THE DR Erwin Viray; all hail THE MAN), think I'm really all air.

    Ever gotten yourself in a situation when you're mouth's moving but there's really no one at home (in the head)? You talk and talk, something like verbal diarrhoea I guess. What you are saying is really bullshit. Well, whenever I'm in the studio, during actual discussion with the tutor, I can somehow crap... from the mouth. Its uncontrollable really, and very embarrassing when I realise that I had totally gone of point for the past 10 minutes...

    Sigh...

    Its no fun being beautiful but dumb.

    muahahahaha....

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