ok so i haven't had anything to talk about really. i've been a depressed dull scrooge for the past few days and im thinking about running out and stealing something just so i have something to think about because currently there's nothing left to ponder on for me since about 90% of my days now is made of daydreaming.

people do say that daydreaming is healthy and blablabla but really, too much of a good thing can poison you. and this is what having absolutely nothing to do every day and night is doing to me. poison moison.

then again i've had ample time to improve my atrocious volleyball skills which have deteriorated and rotted like a banana left outside in the sunny sun for a week. but being devoid of a partner, my only companion is my very tolerant bedroom wall. and that kinda sucks cause walls don't move.

what else? im going to phuket on saturday for a week. HOORAH I WON'T BE ABLE TO COLLECT MY PMR RESULTS. bleh, that only means that someone else will have to have a peek for me and probably send me a message on facebook yadah yadah yadah. come to think of it i can't think of anyone to entrust this spectacular responsibility to. ah screw it my mum's probably not going to honour her promise anyways so there's really no point in finding out. unless i failed everything, then i'll need a week's notice to disappear somewhere before my parents turn me into a roasted kebab.

argh this is probably the sucky part about holidays which i fail to remember about every single freaking year. bah, humbug.

i'll go and smash some watermelons now tataa.