time;

it is what we have not enough of. something annoying that we cannot catch and keep in our pockets. wouldn't it be superbly great if there existed a bank for time? for us to keep all the extra time that we have in a day and withdraw it as and when we need more time. can somebuddy invent that please? i think you will be damn rich.

i am thinking of what to post.
something random. something out of this world. something that would shock everybody. but nothing is coming to my mind. i think my brain is dead. i think i am freezing in class. i think my fingers are too long and stiff. i think humans are stupid. and i am included? or am i not? i think i shall go be an alien. preferably a martian. i think the school internet connection suck ballz. i am not connected to the net ): i cannot post even if i wanted to (its 3.30pm now). why am i even typing this whole chunk of nonsense?

yday's training was. a new experience. first of all the weekday rowings to come :/ we used the sp boats.
two boats but only 6 pairs in each. and out of the 6 pairs, only 1 pair of ladies. so fun right?
anyway, weekday rowing-- does that mean i got no time for myself at all, so occupied with school, trainings, sleep (sleep isnt counted as alone time because i dont get to talk to myself ): HAHAHAHA). but it is a good thing. to see my la-la-ladiezzzzz more often.
i see them on tuesday, wednesday, thursday, saturday and sunday. yay max max max. and i think i see them in the club on monday and friday too (: so which means i see them almost everyday.
i dont even see my parents all that often. i leave the house early morning before they wake up and, i reach home late at night when they are asleep.
i am such a good daughter, i know. i deserve an applause luh (: (: (:

may i ask why is everybuddy playing hotel626 when they know that they will be scared out of their wits. i think playing in class is so. retarded. arent you supposed to get scared and all? so playing alone at home, with the lights off and your ear piece in your ear (i mean like Duh, of cause the ear piece goes into the ear) would be the ideal solution.

anyway, i think i need to control myself. i need to control how i spend my time, how i spend my money. time is being frittered (i like banana fritters, okay random) away and i already do not have enough of it. money, lets not even start.

oh and denise lost weight while i am still stuck at my range. i have been hearing bullshit that i have slimmed down, i look smaller, my waistline looks smaller, arms smaller, thighs smaller and the ultimate, less round?!?!?!?! does that mean that i was fat or round before? although i dont think i have been very slim in my life other then when i was in my younger years when i was looking like some anorexic piece of stick, i am not very fat either what. puberty came and destroyed everything ): but i cant say i am unhappy luh. at least i grew taller and have boobies nowwwwwww (: (: but i want to be, erm, flatter. HAHAHA being flatter aids in running, i think. it is SOOOOOOOOOOOOO inconvenient to run with your boobies bouncing around (not that mine is super big or what), but doesnt anyone think so?

this has gotta be the longest post ever-er-er. because i cannot post therefore i am typing like some mad bitch. (there is still no connection and its 4.06pm now)
i want to sleep now. i got an urge to pee :/

okay for my wish list can i get to be a size 8 and have boobs for size 6. and can i have an active sex life. preferably with ........... HAHAHAHAHA! dont bother counting the fullstops. it has no link to anything.