i am such a sucker. be prepared for some emo crap. if you don't like it get lost. aaahh. save me from my emo-ism.

this is not love. it's just intense like. if it were love, i'd be able to look you in the eye, be at ease when i'm around you and just sit in silence with you and not feel awkward. i've got to move on. this is killing me.

anyway. i've decided to take my friends' advice and stick with dance. the thing is i'm scared i'm gonna be so lost and left out(again) tomorrow cos i haven't gone for so long and they're definataly gonna be in the middle of a choreo plus i don't have the time to learn since it starts at 245 and my lessons end at 3. once again let me say i hate my time table. ok. whatever. i'll just do what my dad would tell me to do and just suck it up and do it. what's life without those little times you feel like a complete dumbass right? who knows? some good may come out of it.

wish me luck.

anyway, catchy song of the day: No Tomorrow by Orson

...there's no line for you and me
cos tonight we're vip
i know somebody at the door
i see that twinkle in your eye
you shake that ass and i just die
let's check our coats and move out to the floor...

damn i love this song. it's nice to sing to cos the beat and the lyrics are funky. check it out.

and to end off this post, an update of house happenings.
come on, guess what it is. hint: look at the title.
yup. it is what it is. literally.
the fuse for the lightings in BOTH bathrooms has gone dead. bloody contractors. i mean it is quite romantic and all bathing with only the moonlight shining through the bathroom windows and candles burning, casting dancing shadows against the tiled walls... but it can be bloody painful. i'm sure you can imagine why.

ciao.
lallie | 9:49 PM