sneaky pooper.



having it kept altogether is real difficult.
great sunday .
3rd day rotting at home.
i'll give it my personal best record.
tmr's the 4th.
i promised sis to either tennis or smth with her.
if not we're going running, at 9am.
which is totally wrong for me.
i can just pull her leg and get dragged on the floor while she runs.
she has nice calf muscles now.
wierd to say this but yeah.
awesome sis.
she runs like 3 times a week, 10km each time.
dont know how she keeps up to it.
and she goes yoga as well. crazy.
i hope she gets married real soon and i get my own room.
k she doesnt have a bf.
sorry .


after 2 days of cooping myself in my own chicken coop.
or pigsty . a.k.a my room. guess i should start studying.
at least.
no motivation . but yeah.
gta force it on myself huh.
before i lose out to everyone else again,
like last sem.
dont wna end up going some unknown uni just because of my stupid probs.
not worth it.
well, easier said than done.


i had this wild thought of calling you last night,
and ask if you'd like to meet up.
i doubt you will.
plus, i should never be that selfish.
never.
go on, with your own life.
its supposed to be like that anw.
well then.
in with the new. i hope.


it get better woman, it gets better.