The Ripped Soul

Few more hours to Easter Vigil. Its so dark outside. And it's only 4. I have to be at church by 7. Feel like taking a nap.. but knowing myself too darn well, I'm bound to be late for choir. So I'm just gonna try and stay awake on coffee and soya bean.

Life's a crazy wreck for me now. Everything in school is just study this this that for prelims. And time is whizzing by so damn fast, that life as a student is a real killer. Period after period after period is nothing but information that tests your intellect. I wish I enjoyed honeymoon year last year. Opening the books now feels so weird for me. I've never been able to picture myself studying. Never. Now O's how? Should I go bury myself 6 feet under and have you all sing Amazing Grace?

Tsk.

Easter. The resurrection of the Lord. Isn't this supposed to be the time when all the lost sheep come back? Like the time where all the dead come to life? Maybe. But I... guess not. I wonder if anyone would come back, though. People like Cliff, Mag and Annie..

I miss em all.
I miss the fun we all had while it lasted.

:(

I wish they'd come back. But.. sigh. The probability of them coming back? One out of a hundred chances, I'd say. And even if they came.. maybe they'd be gone even before the first hello. D'oh! See what they mean by treasure what you have now before they go away and never return? This is the exact example. Tsk.

On another note, her.

She's driving me crazy. There's hardly a time when I never think of her.

And my stupidity.

I was bloody shaking hands with an artiste, introducing myself to her.. and I just thought she was just another singer from a band that was so so so goddamn fantabulous.

She's an artiste and I talked to her like as though .. sigh. Someone just smash me with sledgehammer the next time I see her. So totally embarrassing please. I talked to her like she was just some ordinary person laaaa!

"I didn't catch your last name.."

I'M SUCH AN IDIOT! An actress man, jess. WTFF were you thinking when you saw her?

I just thought she was one bloody fantastic singer who left me breathless after all her sets.

I'm so so so so so stupid. Its like that Heineken Ad where Jen Aniston wanted the bottle of beer, then this guy took the bottle and walked away! Like HELLO?!?! That's Jen Aniston and you just walked off with the beer she thought you were gonna help her get?

When I told Belle at school what I did that night in March and mentioned that the singer's name was Rima Adams.. the look on her face was totally priceless.

"Do you know who she is, jess?"
"yeah, she's the lead singer of the band and she bloody rocks my socks and feet off the ground la!"
"no, besides that."
"no.. *puzzled* who is she then?"
"she's an actress jess! An actress! go watch Suria tonight at 930!"
"WHAT?!"
"don't believe me?"
"yeah i damn well don't."
"she even appears in Manja sometimes."
"WHAT?!"
"so yeah. if you still don't believe, go watch the show tonight, and then.. I show you the article some time around."

And I watched the show that night and she was really on the show and my friend really showed me the mag and I saw MORE mags with her innit at the lib and.. sigh.

I'm so stupid. :(

OMYGAAAAAWD.