my days start at mid-day, earliest. i retire when the rest of the country is just about to stir their morning coffees. so my sleeping pattern's been completely off lately. breakfast is at 4pm. lunch at 8pm, dinner is anytime when i feel hungry. meals aren't exactly proper either. half a packet of Digestives with Cadbury's hot chocolate, or iced lychee tea with roti bakar, or something un-filling such as those.
"this is Mc Bom Bom Bwoi....yada-yada-yada...." Too Phat, Run.
i've taken to biting my nails again. ugh. now i've ugly fingers as well as nails. short stubby fingers with short stubby bitten nails. eww. i swear it's the stress. will it take another month for me to recover the lost nails that i've bitten in vain...*sigh
i hate biting my nails really. but sometimes it's something i do unconciously. like the next thing i know, i've really ugly nails. then i don't even try to hide them. but why should i. but i should.
i should have a 7-eleven at my beck and call. so i'd just grab a can of Vanilla Coke when i want one. or even a tub of Ben & Jerry's. or Chips Ahoy!.
i'm such a prat. i'm a total prat.
deeply misses pash's vampire-cub-puppy pet. it's caramel brown, unbelievably charming for a vampire, and has talent for stringing words together. have you seen him?
>Pash
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