i'd better do some updates before i lose the urge and motivation to. That's how things are with me, i'm the epitome of procratination, which leads to quitting/giving up.

Like how i handle relationships- a problem strikes, and i'll choose to sleep over it and it piles up higher and higher until it becomes one big mess.

Like how i'm an average student- always last minute preparations and revision. In the end i end up with mediocre grades. I'd always like to think i'm kinda bright and i understand most concepts rather easily with maths as an exception, but i'm just damn blardy lazy. Hur. Excuses.

Like how my room is always in a mess- i always tell myself i'll pack it the next day. One tomorrow will lead to many many tomorrows. So i never get down to packing it until maybe one day my mum decides to throw me out of the house.

Like how i never seem to lose weight- always tell myself i gotta cut down on my food intake, jog regularly and all that bollocks. but forever putting it off, always give myself excuses like i'm too tired after work. Die la, my face really getting rounder and my double chin protruding out even more. And now that i cut my fringe it makes my face look even bigger and fatter. Augh.

I'm such a hopeless incorrigible lazybum! I deserve to be an average boring unsuccessful messy fat person for the rest of my life!! Woe is me!

Uh, i digressed alot. Once i start rambling i cannot stop.

Anyways, had lunch at fish&co with church peeps yday to celebrate jo's very very belated bday. First time i tried the swordfish dish and it was soooooo good. It was deep fried and the meat tasted like chicken and it was so juicy. Slurps. Thinking of it makes me salivate. Then we had good time of fellowship at starbucks. Thank God for such wonderful friends in my life, that i can turn to them and count on them for spiritual support and of cos truckloads of fun and laughter.

Right. Enough for tonight. Shall tuck myself in bed with harry potter and the goblet of fire. I love reading before sleeping. I don't know if it is due to the fact that reading bores me hence it makes me sleepy faster or cos it detaches me away from reality into the story, away from the insane at times heart aching thoughts.