DOLCE&GABBANA

Tuesday, April 24, 2007 3:45 pm

lunch today was the most fun i've had in a long while(: not that i'm all emo and stuff. it's just that today's conversation was especially hilarious. yupp. i suppose it's true, actions do speak louder than words :D

following our usual ranting and chatter, the topic of fats and muscles came up. gosh, when does it ever not? but yeah, i'm so beyond immune to it now. (i'm totally assuming that it's casue a random SOMEONE's always related to such "pressing" issues.) we all know jing, she's got a million and one ways to build muscle. she's a living testimony. she's probably more on about excercise and fitness than i am. who am i kidding, she's WAY WAY WAY more enthusiastic and stuff about that.
[i'd rather not get into the details. they can be a tad too explicit for those not yet immune to our wacky happenings.]

chinese oral was so bad.
i'm probably the only darn person who didn't know how to read the word yan. while everyone else was pondering over how to read the word jiang, i just breezed through that and had a more than fair share of my own problems. I FEEL DUMB. (my desperate attempts at seeking help clearly failed) but i suppose it can't be all too bad. I HOPE, i really hope. LAO SHI HAS A GIFT. she somehow managed to instil a want to pass chinese in me. it's odd. cause for the longest while, no one was "gifted" enough to convince me to put in effort when it came to chinese. getting zero for tingxie was nothing to me, i couldn't care any less. but somehow, she kinda makes me want to do well. IN MY CASE, make something out of it, at least.

I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT I DON'T REMEMBER THE LAST TIME I WENT SHOPPING. i feel terribly empty inside. i'm materialisic, and i admit it; not to say that i'm proud of it, though. but yes. i'm going to spend this saturday with rachael, hanging out at the wheelock underpass thing, listening to debbie busk. (i suppose the verb would be listening, and not watching, RIGHTT?!?) but yeah. it'll be just like sitting in her bedroom, on her bed. cept well, it's in a public place, and i'd have to act appropriately. BUT FRET NOT. i might as well get some studying done too. cause well, i wouldn't be able to study at home, anyway. DINNER ON SATURDAY NIGHT SEEMS LIKE SOMETHING TO LOOK FORWARD TO(:

celeb dishh makes me happy,
*EMBARRASSED*

edit.
as of now,
pissed off doesn't even cut it.

imitation is so definitely not the greatest form of flattery.

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i hear mandy's words ringing in my ear, trying to compose myself. she's telling me what her dad told someone else. i hope it works.
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if not, someone's gonna be DEAD by tomorrow morn.