how did it come to this?
been having really pathetic days. yesterday was spent staring at the com. did a lil bit of studying, but frankly it wasn't much. read too, if you consider trying not to finish my book reading. argh, it sounds unintelligible. anyways, same for today, after being woken up by the incessant loud, monotonous praying my next door neighbor has been doing since god knows when. which disrupted me of my dream of 2 certain singers. double argh. i've got one helluva ps2 collecting dust. man, life is reeeali reaaali slow right now. maybe...one kind soul would appear and get me a memory card. or lend me. or sell me. it doesn't even matter if itz a ps card....
see im really desperate. tempt not a desperate man.
wonder if itz just me, thought i heard pianos crashing down slightly earlier. or something big.
guess itz just me in a daze.
