.shortie.
9:08 p.m. || 2005-02-22
[mood: stressed. 
]
There are strange people calling up my house and they are all related to my maid. I haven't taken any of these calls, but they've been threatening to abort babies and make my maid lose her jobs and such. My parents are pretty mad at all of that.
I declare Estee Lauder Pure Colour Crystal Lipsticks are the best lippies in the world.
I went to visit Lawrence, which was very pleasant. Guess I have to return the Six Shakespeare Stories to him because he told me that it was indeed exam text. Oops.
This Monday is the Academy awards. Great. Friday is the O Level results. Feck. Oh, my brain.
I wish I could be a little more informative about my day, but I'm just too tired. :/.
You are a pickle with toothpics in it. But you
knew that already. Are you sour inside? Has
someone done something to you? Maybe to move
on, you need to take those toothpics out
yourself. Or maybe, they're protecting you
from getting hurt again. Or both. Choose
wisely. Think twice the next time you eat a
pickle.
The Whats In Your Kitchen Personality Test
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No. A person doesn't just wake up and stop loving somebody! ~Buffy, "I Only Have Eyes For You"
