Phoebe: Wait,I think I'm having a deja vu!
Monica: Erm,anyways.I have to talk to you guys.
Phoebe: There it is!
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Today was not a good day,but Tuesday's generous and overflowing good vibe helped me get through today.On Tuesday,numerous good things occurred-I got a couple free packs of Continental soup as some brightly-uniformed people were distributing them in sets of 3 at Fed Square.Being the naturally kiasu person I am,I went to three of them and managed to score myself about 15 packs-with the 2nd person I said my family and I are thinking of starting an all-soup diet,so the clueless bugger gave me about 6.
It's crazy how one day can be so exciting and enjoyable,whereas the next can be dark and depressing-maybe it's an early sign of some kind of bipolar disorder,but I doubt that.It's probably just teenage angst and frustration.So much for embracing adulthood.When I shared my worries with a close friend,she enquired if I was feeling any stress and I said No,I don't get stress.Of course I do,but it's just not stress.Maybe it's my diet,or maybe just the fact that I'm thinking about it too much.Yes,that's it I bet.Let sleeping dogs lie.And eventually they'll cease to exist.
Ahah,silly cat.
In my finance tut recently,one of my classmates went berserk as she informed us that the intrest rates rose about .25% (or something) this morning-sure our lecturer had encouraged that we follow the rise and fall of interest rates (as they are quite pivotal to economic performance),but this crazy bitch was seriously overdoing her act.She was panting a bit,and looked slightly paranoid.Get a grip.Frankly my dear,I don't give a damn.Is that how the famous quote goes?Oh well.I hope Miss Economist doesn't pass out one day because of this.
Matt Damon's here to promote Ultimatum,and if only I could find one other person desperate enough to hunt him down at one of those big press events.I don't care too much for Damon,although he's an incredible actor,but it's director Paul Greengrass I want to see in flesh and skin.Mr. United 93,folks.Back to actors,usually out of movies they lose that mystical quality and come off as nothing much than celebrities,except maybe a select few I'd love to hunt down if they ever set foot in Melbourne-like Cate Blanchett,Christian Bale,Charlize Theron.All amazing people who take what they do seriously,and are best at their game.
The week's a day closer to being done,and with every second that passes a tiny part of me pieces back together.
4 comments:
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i saw u emo-ing in the library huh?
stay away from the 3rd floor, thats were i get all the dark and unpleasant vibe
bye
ahah u saw me?
yea was a bit emo,and the feist songs didn't help either.
i still love the 3rd floor tho.
one two three four tell me you love me more....
so happy. so perky. so lala.
how come emo then??
bwahah of course 1234 damn nice-the other songs (the water,the limit to your love),mostly the slow ones.well they're not relli slow,but smtg about her voice is just so damn saddening.
i wana die.
bwahah.
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