Thursday, July 26, 2007
Alright.
Sigh, dancers, I'm sorry we made you run 2.4km today ): It won't happen again. Commitment, right.
Okay now I'm really glazed over.
I'm an unthinking being now, believe me. I have reason to believe that this post will be utterly incoherent. Just like my life has been for the past few days. I ain't gonna try to make this post any easier for you to understand. Haha. It's a miracle I'm still walking now.
My maid scolded me just now. She says I look like I haven't slept for days and days.
Yeah, whatever.
You don't even need to stare at my eyebags to realise I need rest. Just look at my outbreak.
Grah.
So on Monday, I reached home at uh, hmm. I can't remember. Probably 8. Tuesday? 6.30. Wednesday, 8.30pm, Thursday, 8.30pm. My life is: Incoherent.
(Lemme check the meaning of that nice long word.)

in·co·her·ent (ĭn'kō-hîr'ənt)
adj.
1. Lacking cohesion, connection, or harmony; not coherent: incoherent fragments of a story.
2. Unable to think or express one's thoughts in a clear or orderly manner: incoherent with grief.

Anyway, besides being absolutely shagged these past few days, I've been inexplicably happier. Or maybe there's a reason. Ooh. Haha, many many 
thankyous to beautiful friends and family<3

I'm getting more and more random nowadays, really. Thinking of tea leaves on the phone. Blah. Bad sign, I think.
Okay. Maybe I'll edit this post when I'm more than 1/4 alive.