frustration. so knackered. the guilt. pharyngitis.

woke up. thought it was gonna be a good day despite the little sore throat that struck me for no reason.. perhaps to do with the late nights? only God knows..

the day went by.. more like the arvo went by. the sickness was getting more and more fucked up. felt like as if something was draining every bit of me. now i'm feeling like a poodle waiting to be fucked. so knackered..

went to two 21st birthday parties last night. gratz on turning 21 Kaman and Waen Yien ;) grown-up..yea! both so awesome. with the first one feeling a little out of place though..i was the only one from different class after all. not the only one but the only quiet freakazoidal one. so typical me hah.. the second party, went up to papar, drove all the way there (someone else did.me the passenger coolness).. aweshome.. 'twas all fun..

one thing though. promised my friend that i'd go to ice bar for the after party of the first birthday gal..and the thing was that i received the invitation to the 'papar-ish party' the day before y'day. PARTY CLASHES DETECTED. so.. i did what i do best.. to please every party, i had to bail on the ice bar thing and attended the first part of the party instead.was a dinner gathering sort of party btw. that way i could make it to papar for the second party of the night.

that..somehow..pissed my friend off. sorry laura. hope you had great deal of fun last night..

and so yea the parties last night. oh and about the house hunting matter.. one of my house-hunting angels, olivia's got us a place.. it's her uncle's. well..in fact..she's always been the ONE house-hunting angel hahaaa. yea. the place's at Osborne park..somewhere northie yet close to the city..i spose. the rent is.. $170/week for the whole unit. a two-room unit. YES! God is amazing. God is so good. thanked God for that like immensely.. so i thought we got the house and was spreading the news around. only to find out that it hasn't been confirmed yet.

i started worrying. worrying that the house's given to someone else. worrying that we might not get the house. together with the sickness the sore throat. the last-minute-bailing-on-laura guilt. the worry that the primary school little get-together tonight might not go as well as i hope it would be. all these.. are tiring me out.. LEAVE ME ALONE tiredness! i'm tired of being tired :(

i remember one thing though. got this from the senior pastor of Glory church. he once mentioned that out of the things we worry about, 70% of which never happen, 20% of which happen but can be solved/prevented, 10% of which happen and you can't do anything about it. so..WHY WORRY? pray to God and do your best and there's nothing to be worry about. but..it's my nature to worry.over-worry. i'm always so worried. stop. being. worried. thank you.

something i wanted to say but kinda forgot.. but yea. feeling much better babbling out all these. :) thanks for reading if you are reading. thank you. bye now.

add-on. the thing i 'kinda forgot' earlier on.. perhaps it's just me but recently, when i talk to the ladies, i feel like i'm hitting on them.like..flirting. whatever i say, when i look back, it just sounds flirtatious for some reason. this is a serious matter. i don't flirt.