Just Dance.

Tuesday, September 01, 2009

& i don't seem to have ever realised why but. mondays just always seem to be the lousiest of days. i don't know why. it just turns out that way. :(

so today i dragged myself to the train station, just to find out that i was to go to work on my own. fine, i didn't mind that. i preferred it that way actually. kinda. then work was, boring, as always. i didn't manage to spend as much time as i would've preferred to cause i went to look up chad at raffles city. hence, no book-findings at the esplanade lib. :( didn't get to go to borders in town as well cause the other 3 of them were going off and i didn't really fancy spending time alone in town. bugger. so i went to look for the 8legs in the hospital, and proceeded to get lost whilst trying to look for her ward. genius innit.

AND GENERALLY, i know MOST things were probably my own fault. but stillllll, it sucks. :(

I REALLY WANNA DO THAT EFFING MONOLOGUE, JUST LET ME FIND THE SCRIPTS DAMMIT! >:(

sigh.

and yes evil one, agree with you on your latest post. absolutely.

sore throat's really bugging me. and i think the fact that i might be bringing myself to new heights in my sickness does not help. im really afraid i'll lose my voice. i have an audition this saturday. T.T and NEXT saturday as well. I NEED MY VOICE DAMMIT.

燕尾服蒙面侠 - i want him. yea. childhood prince charming.

//cue dramatic sigh

i suppose, miss i-still-keep-his-chest-hair, i think you might've been right. somehow. on what you asked me this evening. i don't know really. its this dilemma. (refer to previous post) i'm trying hard, to keep this up, keep this defence, this facade up. because i don't want to fall into this trap as well. and i'm unsure. for all the things that i've heard, i really, don't wanna put myself in this position that i'll be stabbing myself in the back. i don't want things to end up like mr crop-circles and you-know-who. i don't want to lose myself. i don't want to. but i find myself giving in. somehow. the heart rules over the mind.

i'm trying very hard not to falter. really. yes, mock me all you want like i did to you. but. i really, am at a loss now. :( this wall, is crumbling.

(text me if you must. as you've said, leave no internet footprints.)

but no. that song i told you about, true story. no lies.

and i suppose all that i've actually wanted to say was that.

i'm done with my piece.

let tuesday come, and may my dearest japanese kids bring a sunshine through these dark clouds.

love,

jane-

&i seriously wonder if i'm stepping right into your trap. all the precautions i've taken, measures to stop myself, all seem to be failing.

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