wazapening here?!
i'm being more lethargic than ever, if that's at all possible. nowadays, not only do i wake up 3pm, i also then proceed to watching TV or spending hours online and then continue on to be awake until 4, 5 or 6 in the morning. with all these relatives coming and going in our house, i find it harder to get out of my room and socialize.. so much heady blabber and endless chores PLUS all the kids (9 of them with ages ranging from 1 to 12 years old) are enough to stop me from participating. i also doubt if anyone would appreciate it if i said that i'm not feeling so "domestic" lately. let me spare them from my sarcasm and biting wit, this place is better without it.
anyway, i've already told some of you that i've become more of a crybaby recently than i've been my whole life. so yesterday, right after watching "The Breakfast Club" on HBO, i caught "Joy Luck Club" on Star Movies (which, by the way sometimes features quirky foreign films during afternoons.. i already caught Australia's "Garage Days" and France's "The Spanish Apartment") and by dinner time, was wiping the tears off my face furiously. damn waterworks won't stop. just this evening found me reaching for tissue again while watching.. fucking kill me naaaaa.. "The Parent Trap". but maybe i was merely crying for the Lindsay Lohan child star who died upon reaching the legal age of 18. what. is . up. with. that?!?!?!?!?
anyway, excuse me while i brush my teeth. bedtime's coming up. besides, i don't have anything to say anymore. my life having NO routine has become a routine on its own. *sighs*
anyway, i've already told some of you that i've become more of a crybaby recently than i've been my whole life. so yesterday, right after watching "The Breakfast Club" on HBO, i caught "Joy Luck Club" on Star Movies (which, by the way sometimes features quirky foreign films during afternoons.. i already caught Australia's "Garage Days" and France's "The Spanish Apartment") and by dinner time, was wiping the tears off my face furiously. damn waterworks won't stop. just this evening found me reaching for tissue again while watching.. fucking kill me naaaaa.. "The Parent Trap". but maybe i was merely crying for the Lindsay Lohan child star who died upon reaching the legal age of 18. what. is . up. with. that?!?!?!?!?
anyway, excuse me while i brush my teeth. bedtime's coming up. besides, i don't have anything to say anymore. my life having NO routine has become a routine on its own. *sighs*