a syringe on my tongue

blog. blog. blog. another blog. another day. another totally boring rest day. the stupid thing about it is, it's FRIDAY for cryin' out loud and i got nowhere to go tonight but at home, in front of that TUBE eating all sweets in the fridge. no fun. i hate my life today.

i believe my whole week was boring altogether; eversince i missed that big TEATROCK gig in CCP. although i do have something to look forward to---HEADSTOCK. but that'd be in August. It's still July. MY GOD. Yesterday i slept and slept until my head hurt. watched tv in between. geesh, god knows how many times i watched Bridget Jones's Diary. It's still funny though. sometimes i think if i'm not married before i go 30, i'd be like her. Err. Yea, big ERR indeed.

Angel was funny today. my officemate. she texted me, wanted me to text her back as a sign that i'd pay attention to the msgs she's about to send. because apparently she's problematic today. i got nothing to do, i just got home from nowhere, so i texted GO. she said some intriguing stuff about her love life however she never answered my question: WHY? she never texted back. i was left waiting and waiting, because i thought she wanted someone to confide with. well, it seemed she dosed off. 'the hell.

**sigh** if there's something i'd like to do to myself today, it would be stucking a syringe on my tongue!