I do not know what the hell I'm doing or thinking.
I do not know why I refuse to go to bed.
I'm surprised I actually took all the effort to find that site, only to see a 'Private'. Ugh. (Being random here)
What am I doing. Trying to stay awake.
Worst still, browsing through something over and over and over again. Knowing that it'd make me feel worse.
I'm like supposed to get up at 7 to get my IC done later. The next time I'd see my bed would be after ten at night.
What's wrong with me....
Anyways, I was surprised or rather, shocked when I opened my room door earlier in the afternoon. Snakey was standing right there.
She stormed in and expressed that she was veryveryvery worried about me, not picking up her calls because I wasn't in sch today.
She thought I was kidnapped (Okay, a little far-fetched) She thought I had fallen sick again.
Hehe. :) Thank you for coming.
Anyways, I'm so sorry pals, to make y'all worry. I'm not unwell. Thanks for the concern. :)
I merely fell asleep last night while replying a friend. Realised the message was "half-typed" in the morning. (Laughs!) That's why I didn't get to set my three alarm.
Oh well, had a sudden urge to do the "quiz" I owe B2.
(By the way, more and more bananas seem to be surfacing. Oh well)
Anyways, I'm not sure if I'm meeting you tomorrow, Alligator. We'll see how.
Speaking of that, accompanied him to get his shoes that day just as I was about to take my nap that day.
He seems to love talking more. And he's much, much nicer to me. :) Compared to the past. Woah.
I wonder what happened. Felt like there was a catylist acting on it. Maybe if it had gone slower, things might have progressed.
If it's meant to be, it will be.