Trying to do a bit of studying for lit now. I'm super super scared for the paper. We have 5 freaking stories and I've barely started memorising quotes. What's another word for screwed?
First person to give me a birthday present was Gabriel. He called me after mass on Friday and our conversation on what I want lasted about 12 minutes (from the interchange till I took off my shoes at home). In the end he bought me Havainas. I've been wanting a new pair for months now. I wanted either a red or white pair. He bought me the two coloured one. White top sole, black bottom, black strap. (: Initially he wanted to get it for himself, but he got it for me instead. How sweet. Hahah. Hey but I'm nice too, I bought him the Topman Ghostbusters tee.
Well, he claimed he walked around Heeren cracking his brain over what to get me and then he decided to call Sam, and my sis. Sam said he should get an Arsenal jersey and he was like, "You think I print money or what?!" Hoho. But I love the Havainas. Thanks Gabriel! (:
We had ice cream at Ben and Jerry's @ Dempsey road earlier. With Nicole, Bryan, Hanae and all after dinner. I ordered the Cookie Cookie Sundae. I think I might get diabetes. B&J OD-d on sugar, man. Oh and they actually got a cake for me with candles they couldn't light because the fan was directly above it. Thanks guys. (:
Woah it's not even my birthday yet and I'm already thanking people. Hoho.
Oh speaking of B&J's, it was Free Cone Day on Tuesday. Headed to United Square with Diandra, Marie, Gill and Nut. We queued for 40 freaking minutes before I got my free scoop of chocolate therapy. But it was pretty much worth the wait. It didn't really seem like 40 minutes after all the lame jokes. (: Although some lucky shits only had to queue for 10 minutes. Aye. Cheap thrills. I like cheap thrills. Like jaywalking, or more like jayrunning in town.
Hm since it's 1am already, Happy 21st, Cesc!
Stupid Friendster is currently under maintenance and pissing me off. Bleaah. I was never such a frequent Friendster user until about 4 months ago? Just replying all the comments from other bored people passes a lot of time.
I feel quite "out" of things recently. Even though we may all be in a group, talking and laughing, it hardly feels the same anymore. Maybe it's just me, I don't know. All the seperate inside jokes, and all the secrets. All the talking behind backs. It makes everything so different. Ah, like wise ol' Daryn says- change is life's only constant. So it seems.