what a day. i got the rehersal time wrong. ended up late for rehersal. only after coming home i realised i sweared in front of the composer.
ohshitshitshitshitshit. fark.
hitched a lift from somone to bandar tun razak. took star line lrt to bandaraya station, which is very near sogo. misread the map and walked in the wrong direction to the interchange ktm station. walked all the way to the old old main station, the one near heritage hotel. at least got to walk thru dataran merdeka and see it personally on foot. a first for me. hmmm getting onto the starline lrt also was a first for me. wow! it was a hot day.
anyways, got to carrefour station. eventually. so late. so zonked. parents had made a deal that they would only be wiling to pick me up from that station. i realise i made a really really big circle from PJ to Sri Petaling to KL to Subang. *does sotong movements to properly express my dissapointment in myself* still not hopping mad tho. just really really out of it by that time.
anwyays, parents get me. want to go shopping at parkson and carrefour. fine. we need milk.
feel slightly vindicated because managed to get 2 tops for 19.90, at F.O.S sale. they be bright orange.
got home. asked for allowance. got into a minor spat with financers. told that i need to get a job, and that i should work out the complications because if i want the money i should work for it and quit whining. i feel put down but i cannot get angry because they are right. but then my dad pulls out a electric weighing scale which can read my body fat percentage. it seems i am slightly over, and since i am a sedentary creature,(despite such anomalies as me walking all around KL today and having dance class last night), i must excersize more. i must control my diet and my habits. he urges me to get a job teaching bodyjam classes. even tho i am a little clueless a the moment how to fit that into my life.
it's all a lil overwhelming, i must say. not angry, just feel very hopeless and reeking of poor self image. optimism puts up a fight, winamp deserves an amnesty award.
shit. i have not done any substantial work or studying at all. marketing mid term is up, magazine design is piling, packaging design lays virtually untouched, illustration is like filling a well with a colander, presentation and social ettiquette is a mystery hidden in a riddle wrapped in an enigma.
i am avoiding seeing the mountain for fear i'll fall of the cliff. i need to help myself get out of this. it starts tonight. i shall *gasp* sleep before 2 am. baby steps baby steps.
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i need a drink.
i realised i finished rehersal at 2pm-ish, and got back to subang around 5pm-ish. or later. uuurgh
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