not good.
my heads whirly
may be from the mocha
or might be from the now very infectious h1n1…though i cannot imagine who i’ve been in contact with to have been spread the virus.
i know my blog has been reflecting nothing more than my abject depression to army.
love.
tonight it shall be mildly different
for this week
i am on course
and i get to stay out
and i ahve to wake up at fucking 530 tomorrow so that i won’t be late.
in other news.
transformers is not all that bad.
if you put aside the very very very thin plot and the very chessy amateur drama class conceptualisations…because it is after all supposed to primarily be a brainless testosterone bath…its quite a nice show
i mean
megan fox
+
-spoilet warning-
a very very nicely pimped out optimus prime
=
pretty decent guy show.
(oh the transformer fight scenes aren’t all that bad either -gooo bumblebeeee-)
finally
my life isn’t back on track.
i am still depressed.
i’m likely (very) to get rejected by law in the next few days
and i’m also very unlikely (Very) to get posted to a new vocation.
the bright side is perhaps that i’m back on relatively good terms with yici. i know i should starve off all the things these past 2 years have put on me. i want to start anew and be independent again. but i’m sure as hell thankful to have her by my side. however misguided a relationship this may seem to be, her love and care for me really has been something i can rely on getting no matter how fucked up my day/week has been, though being the emo nemo that i am, also has been a severe distraction, a fault which i’m trying hard to work on. never on this blog has this ever been mentioned, but i am very thankful and in love with her who has silently (well not soooo silently these last 2 days) took my shit.
5 hours more till i have to wake up.
not good.
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