What can I say? I've been sleeping so much this entire week that I think my parents feel sorry for me. For example, yours truly slept for 15 hrs the night before last- last night I got maybe 10 hrs. It's not my fault, I swear. I sit on my bed waiting for mom to get off the phone so I can call Tam, or go online and talk to people, and the next thing I know, it's tomorrow morning and mom's saying something about remembering to feed the bird... duly I mutter something that sounds like acknowledgment before burying my head under my pillow and going back to sleep. At least this morning I had the presence of mind to ask mom to leave behind her international calling card so I can (finally!) call Tam, but didn't have enough to ask her to buy vodafone credit for me- so Chelle will not have and phone money until hopefully sunday, when I go pick Tam up!


I'm really looking forward to the road trip now eh, TIFFY YOU'D BETTER COME!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm not going to sit around getting burnt all the time, you better come and shoulder some of that burden, don't leave me all slone with these merciless people that can't even get my name right! Hopefully it's sunny- it probably will be, only I live in Manji and it always looks like it's going to rain. Like now, and I'm all rugged up in PJs and my nice warm Udub jumper. So much for summer. Anyway the trip will be AWESOME, of course accented by the fact that I'm dragging Tam along and I get to see certain people again...


I've called up the local hospital, and I think I'm getting a job there now, which will be good- probably in hospitality somewhere, which will be okay, and hopefully I can get some work experience (unpaid, of course) stuffed in there during that time... then off to Singapore, get some shopping done *very big grin*, and I think Tiffy and Clare will be there then, so that will be good.


This entry is essentially one long ramble.


Why is Manji so so so cold.


I think I need to go call Tam now.


But before then, I guess I'd better say this- I've been wondering why you stay, why you didn't go away before. I find it hard to believe, and sometimes I don't know what you see in me. You know that I'm complicated and I carry a hell lot of baggage, and that there are many other girls out there that will make you happier and not give as much trouble. Well I'm amazed to say the least. I'm amazed at my luck, that you're still around, that you kept trying, that you didn't simply just go away. I wonder why, but for the moment all I can say is thank you, for being there, for letting me cry on your shoulder, for being my support.