Lifehouse’s Blind was featured in a column on Sunday Times as one of the nicest emo songs. Heh!! I know that already! I wasn’t reading the column properly but saw the lyrics in italics and instantly knew it’s lifehouse’s. The song IS nice.

Anyway, most of the girls are wearing pinky pinky today. A way of making ourselves happy and feel a touch of love among ourselves. I’m feeling cool myself, considering I did not sleep the whole of last night doing my article review on John Hick’s On Doing Philosophy of Religion, and went to campus waaaaaaaayyyy earlier than usual to rush to the lab and typed out my assignment before handing it in in class at 11.30 am. And I’m proud to say I MADE IT!!! Yeye! And the brothers at IRK lab were cool. OK that’s just a statement, no need to elaborate. I’m surpirsed I’m not sleepy at the moment but maybe I’m saying it too soon, because I’m having another class at 3.30pm and not really sure how exciting the class is going to be.

And by the way, yesterday night was talking about girls stuff last night with Aili and Mary, and I was saying that I don’t understand why the guys I know and seeming to like me always have to tell it to a third person, like some mediator. Why can’t they just tell it to my face?? Even if they want to say they hate me, I would rather have it told straight to me!!! SO WHY should there be someone in the middle? and to make it worst, it always have to be this same friend who will be the mediator. Am I cursed for this?? It’s not only happening now but HAVE ALWAYS been, since secondary school!!! From Ridha, to Anuar, to Faizal Hussein, to Syafuan and now this some senior guy!! And the thing is they never worked out!! So will the now-guy another name added to the history list?? Is it or is it not good?? The friend is not to be blame, she is a very good friend, but yeah, looking back…I’m just beginning to wonder?!

To the now-guy, please tell it straight to me…or I may begin to just ignore the whole thing and never even tried.