today's a good and bad day. good because i didnt go for road run, woke up at 13 30, got an MC and that means they cant make me do anything close to running 23 rounds around the track ha ha losers, and medicine for my sensitive nose. bad because i miss out on all the camwhoring that i can imagine shereen n the rest did during road run at east coast. where the fun and the sun is. seriously i cant imagine wat it wouldve been like if i went for road run. i slept at 3 yesterday because of certain unhappy matters n i would certainly be:
1. very groggy
2. very easily irritable
3. i dont know what else, but it definitely wont be pretty

the whole world's talking abt friday. honestly when i think about it i get a little panicky, but not enough to keep me thinking about it all the time. not enough to keep me awake at night. is that abnormal? i dont know, but like, wats done is done, and i dnt wanna waste time crying over spilled milk. i dno if thats the correct expression ha ha but its smth along that line.

i love backstreet boys. seriously. i truly madly deeply do and its driving me nuts because i still cant believe i didnt go for their concert. that is just too bizzare to believe. i hate guys who make girls cry. thats so wrong. and girls actually bear that sort of treatment. sigh. the things people do for love. nobody can ever understand it.

ok im tired of typing. hopefully hana will be early enough for apple pie tomorrow.

whats the whole big deal with love?