Grey's Anatomy rocks.
And it's rapidly overtaking Sex And The City as my favourite television series of all time. Haha. Gosh, I haven't posted in a week. Haven't been doing much really, except watching Grey's anatomy and dancing. Lots of dancing; Union on Tuesday and Friday, Attica and Zouk on Wednesday and Hard Rock on Thursday. And also because my fat feet are squished into tiny shoes. Oh dear. No wonder my feet hurt. Much like many dull fat needles poking into my balls. Had quite a few good dances this week though, which was rather delightful.
Mambo on Weds was great! Haven't mamboed in like forever, and especially with Dawn and Eugene. Damn Xiangwei didn't come though haha damn. But pleasant that there was eye candy around, hmm. Oh yes, almost forgot, got REALLY rather high too and was wobbling a bit. Regretted it the next day though what with all the puking :x Keep forgetting that I'm somewhat allergic to alcohol, which induces me to puke even when I'm not even freaking drunk or hungover. Tsk. But doesn't hurt to be high once in a while, considering its so terribly hard to get me high which means that it hardly ever happens.
And in the true Michelle randomness fashion, Shan makes a good pillow. And I like my bed. It's nicer now that the top bunk is gone. And I like my new hair, I cut it quite a bit shorter and thinned it a bit so it doesn't look like an entire forest of hair and tried to colour it purple (but it turned out kinda ribena blackcurrant purple kinda purple rather than er, purple kinda purple). And hmm, I've discovered that I get rather incoherent and giggly at insane hours (especially after doing projects). QM is proving to be quite a bore - and rather tough too. But ok granted, some of it is kinda interesting.
"Why do I hit myself repeatedly with a hammer? Because it feels so good when I stop."
Back to Grey's Anatomy. ;p
..... And thus I woke up at 10am to a giant empty space here that was a result of me sleeping on my keyboard (the letter b, m and the spacebar, specifically), oops. Thank goodness I managed to click Save as Draft in my sleep as well (or slept on the Enter key?).
Oh yes, also discovered that I was entangled in my blanket, charger wire and headphone wires.
And oh oh yay, I bought Chubby Hubby yesterday because I haven't seen that flavour for ages! Haven't eaten it since erh, like 2 years ago. Just had to get a tub before it ended up in the flavour graveyard. Haha.
Okay back to sleep now.
And it sounds wondrous, but it could never happen to me. Excess baggage, too many unidentified feelings which belong in the hazy mist of doubt and denial. The too serious attitude I have towards it which completely contradicts my flippant one towards some other, not exactly unrelated things. Which might make me a hypocrite, in some strange, twisted way. And I hate hypocrites. Classic Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, I suppose. Wrong country, wrong age, wrong hangups. I belong in a soap drama or something, or maybe I just watch too much tv. I just doubt it'll ever happen to me. Perhaps it's not a bad thing I guess, just me.
3 weeks.
"Denial isn't just a river in Egypt. It's a freaking ocean."
Sometimes I wonder, when I will ever stop hitting.
:5:30 AM: :sugah~plum
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