i hate weekends. it's the time when i feel myself clinging on to the fact that there's something two days later. sure i love the weekends. com'on, who doesn't want a day or two to just slack. a day or two to just unwind, sit infront of the tv with a bottle of green tea in one hand and a remote control in the other while slowly drifting away from the tv to another world and only to be disturbed by our mother calling us for dinner. or even just going out to a relaxed environment, chilling with a couple of friends.
but sometimes, you're really just bored. you don't know what to do. after a while, you really do get sick of the going out. you just wanna sit home, half naked, sitting in front of the computer and blogging away about something totally pointless and heading towards nowhere in particular.
i just got through my first weekend after school officially started. the first weekend. there's still like 7 more weeks to the holidays. of course we'll all be cramming for the tests. the tests. yeah. hurrah. i can't wait for it. you finally get to see the mugger of the class (though i can safely say we all know who that is, eh) and the person who's going to stick closer to the mugger to better the grades (god, don't let that be me).
gotta start mugging though. gotta get the nerd out of me. i've gotta be the one shouting the answer (whether it's right or wrong) in lectures. i've gotta be the one who will make people go "look at that loser". i will be the one who's always haunting in the library or some other learning-conducive environment. yeah. and then by night, i'll be a superhero.
had my first run after so long. damn it felt good. and it felt even much more better after cursing at some dude. now, i don't condone such actions. it's not good. we should all live in harmony. but still, to hell with those dudes on their cheap-ass, small-ass, dirty little motorbikes, blocking the damn way for runners like me and you. well, not you, but maybe some other person reading this.
my gems tutor, i have to say, kinda has a body that's wow. and she probably knows that. came into class the other day with tight jeans and long black boots. i wouldn't be surprised if the song "these boots are made for walking" were her number one swag song on her ipod. really, a tutor like her, is probably the reason why gems shouldn't be missed. you guys have to see it for yourself. okay, her face isn't that nice. but hey, take it all in and you won't mind it. now, ladies, this is all just for entertainment. i'm not shallow. i'm really not. trust me. but sometimes, i really can't help being a guy. i can't help walking past a lingerie boutique without having to do a double take on the new, sexy, pink nightgown that's on promotion. serious. it's like how a promiscuous girl can't help walking past a lingerie boutique without having to do a double take on the new, sexy, pink nightgown that's on promotion. it's almost unheard of.
so, what should i do later on today. sleep. breakfast. newspaper/magazine reading. lunch. gameboy playing. study. run. eat. study. online routine. sleep. great. it's so wow. and the day after, it's back to school. with, retail communication. like what the...
