can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars.

it's really warm.

and i'm having a headache.

i hate reading until like 3, then i feel super tired and i sit there spending half an hour trying to keep myself awake, but then i still fail, then i sleep until like 5 and wake up with a headache. then i get pissed at myself.

i don't know what's got into me.

and what's with those malay blokes having a wedding downstairs? i mean, i'm not being racist or anything, but seriously, shouldnt a wedding be a nice and quiet event? music shouldn't be blasted like super loud. oh, and don't even get me started on the drums. and the singing's horrible. like really bad. not that i'm one to comment, but i was just pissed at them okay. freaking noisy. i'm on the 10th floor. that's like 30m up, and i can still hear it as though i'm in a music studio and it's blasting. there's something seriously wrong with them. also, what is wrong with the weather? super hot with no wind...it's stupid. well, at least it got better at like 6, clear blue sky and nice wind. it should be like that all the time.

i don't really like the shirt i'm wearing now too. it's like yellow but lightish yellow with a tinge of green? yes, i agree now, yellow doesn't suit me. but let's face it, i rarely look nice in anything i wear.

i realise i'm turning into one of those people who hate the world and hate themselves..

the cape of good hope.

bp, you'd better fix that leak.

england, you'd better beat germany. and score your penalties.