my friggin blisters are killing me. plasters do not work wonders. they just ease my pain. but it still hurts when i walk. i try my best to look as normal as possible when im walking. i have two blisters on my feet and two on my hands. one on each hand. it hurts just as much. restricted or rather, interferring in my every movement. damn!

had dinner with two gays. no, scratch that. watched the gays have their dinner. i didnt have the appetite to eat. i mean a slice of cake can be quite filling. :) but the glutton side of me soon emerged as reached home. started hunting for food and decided to settle for instant noodles. dont remind me of all the msg. god, imagine the amount of hair im going to lose. damn! 

ive got essay qns 2 to complete, but all im thinking of now is my bed. im in dire need of sleep. i dont want to look like a panda the rest of my life. so its time that i do something about it other than getting allergic reactions to beauty products in which im forced to put. i have decided to sleep early. for once im going to believe all those health magazines. sleep early, blah blah. but i still cant eat breakfast. it feels weird eating so early in the morning. 

screw being a ohl. dreading every minute of it. kuek was right. damn! whats worse is.. YAWN.