It's always great balls of fun when the *siao&co. hang out together. More so when two relatively strong men were caught having a tug-o-war with the miso soup. For 15 mins to be exact. So that was how I spent my friday. The long awaited friday.
Bloody bitch.
That was to no one in particular. Just felt like typing that down cos it seems like I haven't uttered anything close to that for eons. That's a lie of course. Heh..
But quite frankly, I really haven't been using my fuck-as-a-punctuation for quite some time. One week maybe? That's big news pls. Because now I use them at the start of my sentences. HAHAHAHAHAHA
Ok. Blame my insanity on the prelims. Squeezed the last drop of sanity brain juice outta me for that econs paper. Although I'm still getting a big fat F for it. It's not the failing part that gets me down(ok. it does but not sooo much cos econs has always been a goner for me)but more so because I don't wanna graduate from cj with an atrocious set of results. Imagine this. Gonna fail GP and econs, chem with a mediocre pass if I'm lucky and math with a B this time. Pathetic aint it? It's like the worst attained grades ever in my 2 yrs in cj. Even my jc1 mid yr grades were much more pleasing. D D E and a B4 for gp pls. Mind you. The E was for chem. *beams*
I rented vcds yesterday. Already watched 2; The Butterfly Effect and 13 going on 30. Good shit. Cos I have good taste just that due to time constraints, I couldn't watch them in a cinema. Recently, bimbotic shows have this tear jerking effect on me. I have no idea why. But it happened when I was watching the cinderella story and then it happened again when I watched 13 going on 30. Getting sentimental. But then again, bimbotic shows aren't just all about pink, white, blonds, love, hunks, gorgeous legs(hmph), bitching, bitches..(serious stereotyping going on here) there's always "and the moral of the story is..." behind every brainless romantic comedy. So, it's good.

*Someday we'll find, the rainbow connection..