everything in
it's right place

this is funny. it's a gift that sheryl gave to me a long time ago. i think i must've been really stupid (or perhaps still am). maybe it wasn't a joke after all. just one of the artifacts i rediscovered after randomly browsing through the junk in my room.

it seems that i'm slowly sliding back into my lackadaisical mood again. there's things to do: fill in my ucas application before september, tweak the guitar effects and figure out what to play for sunday, study chemistry, sleep (because people usually sleep at night). but somehow i'm too lazy to do either of those. it's those incredibly unbelievable bouts of laziness where you're just too lazy to do anything other than sit on your ass. maybe i should put a reclining chair here, so if i'm really lazy i'd just press the recline button and sleep.

many people dream of big houses, fast cars. however when i was young i used to dream of living in an incredible small room, where i sleep on a recliner chair cum toilet bowl (gross, i know). in front of me would be my computer, a guitar/keyboard whatever to my right, and a fridge to my left.

clothes would go out the window where some auntie or maid or mother would wash them, and food coming in (or out) the same way. the tv would go on the ceiling, like those flat screen advertisements so you can watch tv and fall asleep if the program's really boring (like many of them always are?!)

anyway, to digress. becky (the supposedly once a year penpal who lives in the states) replied. so this really means that we're not once a year penpals anymore, probably more like a month. but she said pretty much the same thing, so i guess i'd probably reply with pretty much the same thing too. talking to strangers is one thing i could never get around to doing comfortably (i mean, only weirdos go around talking to random people, right?). but it's comforting to know that you can unload your entire life story and all its troubles on to them and know that they'd forget it within 30 minutes. or am i the only one who does that? oops :x