i love balloons. no, not those rubber ones that burst and make little kids cry.
yucky sucky things happened, really drived me bonkers.
one thing. gave my schedule for dec last mth. i clearly state when i cldnt work.
yet, i was not asked to work on th days i cldnt but rather..'told'.
( thats just a nicer way to put it)
and just before my papers? plus pm shifts? and shifts in a row? i rather u just kill me now and fast. how do i study like that. u dnt even compromise. u dont even care.

so much i want to gush abt. i want to vomit words. maybe not here. maybe i shld yak on and on to my pillow till i lose my voice and feel much better(:

but well, trading was good and i saw this design girl w silver glossy leggings. crap, i wanna get it now. wait. im alr getting it.

the french audio tracks make me sleepy.