Saturday, March 11, 2006
Shoobidowap and scooby snacks.

I miss the days that I get tired from sleeping. I miss the weeks that I stayed unconscious. Yawns. Since when am I tired from being awake too long? That's just close to never.

I appreciated those few hours here and there.

I dreamt of something quite ridiculous this morning. I was just thinking about it before I sleep. And my neighbour or imaginery neighbour was really noisy last night and it got me all freaked out. Pardon the weak-hearted.

I am destined to be a poor primary school art teacher assisstant. I can just see that coming. Yes, me and fairozah. SIGH. And Hailly is just gonna be rich and throw five-cent coints at us.

I want the red and white stripe tee and the polkadotted green dress. And the high cut white converse or the white maryjanes suspected to be from keds.

And I wanna be a pillowcase.

Just when I'm about to bitch and smash my electric guitar on stage,

greenday ~ basketcase