Fallen Angel

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Wow, three days in a row. I must say, that's gotta be a record or something for most public updates from me. Although I did get used to writing before I left for work, I started work early today so my entry had to wait till a little bit later tonight. First and foremost, you'll have to excuse me for my horrible grammar and spelling and simply - good luck trying to make sense of anything. I'm completely overwhelmed with tiredness at the moment - I think my shower is what killed me.

What was supposed to be an early night last night, ended up being a late night. I ended up watching more of Californication which I absolutely adore - though some parts are undoubtedly - uh - well... they're definitely for a mature audience. In any case, I was reading as well, a whole bunch of my fictonpress peeps had new chapters up so I was reading up on those. Most surprisingly, and the best part of my night, were my conversations with Bart and Monika - which really was the main reason why I ended up going to bed so late. Though Bart later left me to play games with Joe (I forgive you Bart, always :D *laughing*)  Monika and I continued to talk for a while. She checked LJ as well, though at first they wouldn't let her in or something retarded like that. The internet is one big mess, a glorious mess that we cannot live without it appears. *Stops and thinks* Come to think of it, how was it I managed to survive in Trinidad for a month without internet before? Right right, Dane had internet at his place, and internet cafes where I checked occasionally.

In any case, it was nice chit chatting with both - made my night enjoyable in any case. However, when I got offline sometime this morning and attempted to sleep, my thoughts wouldn't leave me alone. I find at night, after my day is done, my thoughts are so reflective and clear; I'm somehow showered with some sort of enlightenment... and it leaves me with so many questions and revelations. Little stupid things that somehow seem to mystify me. And yet, when I wake up in the morning its all gone and forgotten. Unfortunately. I do believe those thoughts are the ones I should be sharing - not these retarded rambling ones.

In any case, woke up super early this morning for fear of sleeping in - which has happened before let me tell you. Nothing better than sleeping in when you have class *grins*. Work was ridiculously boring, I had no idea what to do. Half the time I wandered aimlessly trying not to yawn and find customers. Once work was done, I drove over to see Bart - to which we decided to get food cause we were both so hungry. To which we then decided to meet up with Charles and Joe at Pizza Pizza near Charles' house since we were heading in that direction anyway. To which we then ordered food (which Bart paid for *glares* when its really us who should be paying for him since he's the one going away), and waited patiently - or impatiently - for it while nibbling on my oreo cookies. To which we took the food over to Charles' place. OMG Charles has the most adorable puppy known to mankind! I'm not even joking. I mean, of course I love and adore Sandy - she's the puppy I never had - I love her to pieces. But my goodness, Charles' little puppy, I want to keep her! She doesn't bark, she just gets all excited - to the point where she had a little accident on the floor - but she just loves to be pampered, she's so spoiled but soooo cute! I want her!

Anyway. I left shortly after, having to be home relatively early. I had planned on going to see Auntie Judy too, but I was just so tired when I got home and after I showered. *Sighs* I still am... I'm soooo tired, its taking all of my energy to simply not fall asleep right now. I decided, if I did fall asleep, it would not happen before I updated - seeing as to how I now have a purpose for updating. Whoa, that seemed confusing for some reason. *Sighs* Its a shame I have to go pick up my mom at 11 or I probably would've just dozed off somewhere. Oh well, I'll just sleep when I get home.

There's so much I need to do tomorrow - like clean out my room. It's disgustingly tiny and just plain disgusting. I gotta empty out my drawers and get rid of my papers and books and whatever else I have lying around here. The place is a mess. I've been purposely prolonging it cause my mom keeps bugging me to clean it up. Personally its not that hideous, but I do like to keep the place clean. But with her constant nagging, I simply refuse to do anything. That's right, I have my rebellious teenage moments. I wanted to kinda change things up this summer in terms of my room. I had a couple different ideas, most of which consisted moving my bed around and getting rid of my dresser and simply making more space. A little bit more painting as well. A few shelves, and a lot more pictures. But with this trip to Europe, I might not have any time to do anything, nor money.

I keep forgetting I have to buy a dress for Rish's wedding. I still can't believe he's getting married. I still have to work on a speech - its killing me man. I mean, I know myself - I'm gonna start bawling when I start my stupid idiotic speech at his wedding. I've begged him, begged him to not let me say a speech, but he's so damn adamant about everything. I don't want to go too sentimental cause I'll become teary and my make up will be ruined and people might get bored cause are, only Stephen, Andy, Rish and myself will know what I'm talking about. But I don't want to be overly passive and dismissive of it. Its so hard to find the inbetween - my brother's really good at the speech making. Not me. I don't do well speaking in front of crowds. Public speaking - another thing that adds to my anxiety. Either way I know I'll end up bawling, I better remind myself to have a packet of tissues handy.

Gosh ... its only 8. My eyes are slowly drooping down. I'm amazed I typed half of this with my eyes closed ahahaha. Thank God I was a nerd growing up, more interested in learning to type than play those games on the computer. Mavis Beacon was a bitch, but she still helped me learn to type on some level. oh oh - and Bart and Joe and I are all going to ND on Friday - I can't wait. Its gonna be so much fun I can't wait to see Ms. Singh. There's so much I have to tell her, so much I want to tell her. You know, Monika and I still never got that picture from prom of us with her - I should ask her about that.

In any case children, nothing insightful in this entry. Perhaps tomorrow's entry will be more fulfilling or something; today's is simply a blah kinda day. Let me get my rest and then we'll talk profound, insightful, reflective stuff alrighty? Awesomeeeeee, glad you see it that way - not that you really had a choice to begin with. Okay then kiddies, till tomorrowwwwww