I keep on falling...
Yeah, literally. I've crumpled to my feet 3 times in the span of less than 24 hours. And I haven't fallen down in the longest time too, not sure why its suddenly occuring so frequently these few days. I attribute it to tiredness. Hah, an excuse for being clumsy and unglam, really, but who cares. First I quite embarrassingly fell while dancing with Jared at Union on Friday night, then tripped and fell while climbing up (yes, up.) the stairs at the old folks' home on Saturday afternoon, and finally, I fell to my knees, at Tzeyi's feet, into his arms while dancing with him in his I2 class. Amazing. What is wrong with me!
Somehow evolved into a lame joke about falling for the both of them too (oops I think I said it), when everyone was making lame comments at dinner yesterday, because of the propagation of Jared's lameness! And how do you suppose a girl is to eat her ice cream with half the table staring! Haha. But finally had my (much-needed) sleep last night, when we resisted the (great) temptation to go to Union and went home instead.
And managed to get lost on the way to the studio as well. (???) Okay not really lost, but I took the wrong bus, and managed to take Shan on a big roundabout way to the studio too. It's not my fault if you get lost on Wednesday though! I give good directions, really. (At least I don't point out the nearest sign as 'Merry Christmas'! ;p) Very pleased with my manicure and pedicure at SMU's Wellness Centre on Friday too, yay. Did a (rare!) bimbotic thing and actually turned up nearly 10 minutes late for my LTB quiz because my toes were still being painted. Thank goodness it wasn't very hard, hee.
Vegetating at home on yet another Sunday afternoon now. It seems like that's all I'm capable of doing on Sundays. Sit around, slack, and ponder. It's probably the pondering part which isn't particularly good. And as much as I wonder, I believe I already do know the answers. I just don't want to know it, I guess. But then I've always been contrary to expected, or perceived, even to myself, so I guess that confuses me. A perpetual fear of a certain something is also somewhat debilitating, too. Cryptic as this sounds, it doesn't miss the point. And perhaps I'm falling, in more ways than one.
Getting fat. Maybe I'll go to the gym myself tomorrow. It'll be a first.
:4:37 AM: :sugah~plum
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