mel carried me,

mel dropped me.

the highlight! haha our little cottage

What an angst-filled little opening entry, haha. On a lighter note, i love sleeping. I swear i lovvve sleeping. When i go to bed in the afternoon and i look at the time when i get up, it toally thrills me to know that i had slept for 4 hours straight. Maybe it's because my body alarm clock wakes me up at 9 every morning.

Yesterday was f-u-n, or perhaps this morning. Mel came over last night at about midnight. It was such a sudden decision haha, but i was absolutely delighted by the baos she brought over. Goodness, we were such mad bitches, i love mel. I just looked at the pictures again and sheesh we Were crazy haha, or maybe it's just going back to, good old childhood.

When was the last time you laughed so loudly?

I read something interesting, "It is believed that some violent criminals suffer from face blindness. They can't read emotions of their victims and so can't empathize with them." That is just so terribly scary.