a place where she always goes

Monday, August 09, 2004

national day.

frankly speaking, i dont feel anything for national day. somehow i just feel as though it's another holiday. in fact, i feel as though it's just another day, cos i've been living through so many days full of holidays. yawn.

my neck ache.
my arms ache.
my thighs ache.
my butt ache.
i feel as though i twisted my neck.
i feel as though im dragging my body around like a dead corpse.
i cannot even drag myself out of bed.
whine.
my body aches like shit.
dammit.
how am i gonna play games tmr at vivace?
shit.

in any case, tmr's a get-it-over-and-done-it day.
meaning. get-the-stamps-and-zao-after-claiming-the-goodie-bag-cos-its-too-much-to-resist.
argh sheesh.
whine. im tired.