Ah... my classmates didn't come. First, Adelle smsed asking what time they would come here and I phoned her saying that they had to be here at 1:30. During the conversation, she begged to cancel today's practice and make it tomorrow instead. I see there's no problem in it so I said that it's okay provided she'd be the one to inform the rest of our group mates. So I went on with my life and did an early siesta. In the middle of my nap, someone phoned. Ugh, I hate it when someone phones when you are sleeping and that you have to pick it up o_O. It was Adelle...again. She said they were coming. Okay, fine, there was a change of plans. And I asked her "Why?!" It was more like why she had to wake me up o_O Maybe she had sense my irritation and asked me about my "why?!" It wouldn’t matter anyway if they came w/out calling. Anyway, I love surprises... and I told her that I was napping x_x. That settles it. Anyway, I ended the conversation and went back to sleep. Minutes later, the phone rang again. Damn. "Why won't the world leave me alone?" It was quarter to 1:30. On the phone was Cristina saying that we had to cancel today's practice coz she didn’t have the music yet. The hell I care... Let me go back to my bed!! OMG. I nearly blow it up on her o_O. Anyway, I miraculously endured those seconds of conversation listening to her very "shoooort" explanation and went back napping. Zzz...
In the afternoon, I found out that it's not a good idea to do your cross stitch and watch an ice skating competition at the same time. There's simply no future in it. It took me 2 hours for me to realize that. Ugh, cross stitch. I now only have 1 month to finish that damn project!! It's small in size... but I don’t have the enough estrogen to finish it. I just couldn’t get over that it's only the girls that are doing it >:(. Why can’t I play too!?! Haven’t they heard of "PE" student exchange programs? I know that they are some feminine guys who would love to exchange places with me too *_*.
In the evening, my brother and I watched the movie "Hidalgo". It was a great movie about an American racing with a painted horsey in the desert. It was very touching that I dreamed of the middleast afterwards, lol. I remember myself in the dream doing some erotic dance moves in one of the "scenes" -what the hell! I can remember most of my cousins died in my dream coz we joined the "Ocean of Fire". A grueling 3,000-mile survival race across punishing terrain of the Arabian desert. Again, what the hell...!!! LOLz.
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