Monday, June 28, 2004
Bugger it.
I have got to get a life.
I've actually spent my precious weekend just staring at the computer screen while fending off friends who want to go out on the mobile phone without keeping my eyes off the monitor. Sorry dear friends. Those imaginary and real.
Plus, I didn't even talk to my mom who just came back from her trip to the US. "I think I don't even know who you are anymore." says my mom. With tone inducing Ouch + Guilt. Times 100. And i shrugged it off just to slaughter more pixilated enemies on my screen.
What is wrong with this picture?
*blank* Mind block. Brb.
I have got to get a life.
I've actually spent my precious weekend just staring at the computer screen while fending off friends who want to go out on the mobile phone without keeping my eyes off the monitor. Sorry dear friends. Those imaginary and real.
Plus, I didn't even talk to my mom who just came back from her trip to the US. "I think I don't even know who you are anymore." says my mom. With tone inducing Ouch + Guilt. Times 100. And i shrugged it off just to slaughter more pixilated enemies on my screen.
What is wrong with this picture?
*blank* Mind block. Brb.
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