I planned on writing at least once a day, but I ended up putting it off for the next day, until it’s already been over a week since my last post. How could time pass by so fast? And how much lazier can I get?
The last time I slept on my bed was… Thursday morning. I haven’t really slept properly since then, save for a short nap yesterday afternoon. I made a list of things to do, but it’s been several days and I haven’t accomplished most of them. I wanted to finish them yesterday, but I felt sick, and ended up not finishing anything at all. I tried resting, because I was supposed to have dinner with Ate Meg, Ate MheAnn, Alex and Ate Leslie (who came all the way from the province) at a Korean restaurant, and I didn’t want to miss it, because it was the first time I’ll be meeting Leslie unnie after 3 years!
And then in the afternoon rain poured really hard. I couldn’t really leave because it would be difficult for me to find transportation — the last FX that goes to Market Market has already left, and there were no cabs passing in our area =_=’ So my only hope is if my parents drop me off to the mall so I can take a cab from there. I dressed up, and waited and waited. And finally we left, but I ended up going back home on a trike because things didn’t really go well. =/ I missed the dinner, and spent the rest of the night just listening to BigBang, and TVXQ songs.