the doc offered a referal letter for the op. and my mom had given me her permission to do it during my long break. shucks. i hate needles and syringes and blood and shit. i tell you, i'll never survive that operation i swear. but it's just freaking tonsils. i can't take this anymore. i have infection like every month. hmm.

four thirty in the morning:

i'm on a desperate housewive marathon..! and today i actually cleaned the whole damn house. yeah ili and naq had came over this afternoon so they fully know how my bedroom was in such a wreck. but they got used to it. haha. ili should stop playing the guitar (my guitar was covered in thick dust by the way). fell asleep soon after they left. ok i promise to change my bedsheets tomorrow morning. wahahah. spss or issit pssp test during mkt research was...a breeze. i probably aced the damn test like..effortlessly? wahaha..and i just discovered it takes up only 10% of our total score. damn i shouldn't have turned up or somethin. the school was having ccn day and they played reggaeton the whole damn morning so yea sometimes it gets really painful. and the whole crowd over at business school, squishing one another into chocolate booths. it was really interesting tho that everyone's starting to sell more food this time round compared to last year's where we got so many accessories and apparel instead. speaking of accessories, i don't think i'd be following my group to bangkok during the buying trip next month. we're planning to sell blingage accessories (yeah they'll sell i guess) but come to think about it, going to bangkok for the sixth time would be....a total waste of money. the proposed ideas were hongkong and taiwan i don't know how the hell did they come to the conclusion of goin to bangkok...such losers.

anyway HAPPY 46TH BDAY dad! we've not been in talking terms for the past few days so this morning he was constantly pulling a long face from the moment he woke me up for school. he kept on rambling about how dirty the kitchen was and how i should be more responsible for school and shit. like shut up already. i am perfectly fine dealing with his moodswings any day i am not complaining. but on his very birthday? that's abit weird considering the fact that i actually made the effort to get him a gift with anep last night. together with the cake, i bought him a gold-plated parker pen with his name engraved on it. my daddy finally smiled at me as he excitedly tested the pen and scribbled on the newspapers. (well you see, my dad signs alot of quotations.)

"adek, maybe you should stop spending so much on gifts..anyway thank you," whahaahaha! apparently, he loves it! ok that's great. between me and my dad, it's a love-hate relationship, you'll never understand.

and yup i got my hair done again. been a longggg time, don't you people think so?!?!

this evening when i woke up from my nap, i suddenly remembered. i was suppose to meet my tots tonight. all of them. but none of them called. well then again, they're all BUSY what.



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