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WHEY!

Today, I did nothing! But then again, that's what holidays are about, arent they? Awesome days filled with bumming, a whole lot of tv and kuristmasu presents!

Jennifer, the now-not-so-jetlagged, decided to pop by again and we had one of our "so, what are we gonna do now?" days, as usual. Aka we met at central, drank bubble tea, talked, went home on a bus full of tourists (i get the bus that goes to the zoo, AWESOME!), talked, talked, uhhh drank apple cidar, talked, watched Prison Break (HAH, NOW YOU ARE ADDICTED, JENNIFER!), looked at the storm from my window, laughed at the dog, and ate a lot of funny-tasting biscuits.

But strangely, we finished the whole packet of funny-tasting biscuits.

I still remember during the Pre O-level Days, when we would wander around and say, "so, whatsup now eh?" after we get sick of studying. We, the greatest at doing nothing.

And, there was this dude we saw on the bus while coming home. With tattoos on his arms and all.

jen and i: *watches dude*
(silence)
jen: .. THAT'S SO PRISON BREAK.

I have my music player on random, and it just turned up this strange song called Track 09 by Artist, for which the genre is Genre.

I am baffled. It is a surprisingly nice song. I want to know the names of nice songs. Damnit.

I really should start labelling my songs right, shouldnt I?

Okay, and before I lose my sanity from trying to figure out songs I never knew I had/from refraining to watch all those spoiler preview shits of Prison Break ep 214 running loose on the internet and lastly from my brother's tantrum (he's in one of his stupid moods again), I shall leave now to... uh, read? Sleep? Watch tv? WHO KNOWS. One of life's biggest mysteries: what to do past 11pm.

11122006; 10:57pm