ugly tiredness.

how do u know when u've not been waking up early during the weekends?
when u dont know what's good to watch on television.
POOT .

YMCA touch carnival was swell.
ive grown so close to the girls that it was not so much the same worrying for them,
rather it was pushing them to more then what they're showing.
and every game, each one of them gets better.
finally the diamonds from their mouths have fallen.
and it was a great improvement for these girls who've played like 2 months or so,
to reach the semi-finals.
tough luck there was some hiccups during the game, thus not allowing us to play on.
i couldnt have been more satisfied to this team that we've achieved.
the other team did great. they emerged champions.
YES AH!
we've all come a long way.
be it gold winner or goal winners alike, we are TPIRANHAS :)

then it was to project rushness.
2 projects due at the end of the week
and not to mention execution week.
guess everything didnt turn out TOO badly.
was bartending for RITS on friday for execution.
a few dizzy spells here and there. i dont know why.
none the less, i think i like working with timo.
so far ive never worked as smoothly with anyone ever.
except for that one part where i already compacted the coffee for him to brew.
and he thought it was used cake, so he cleared the spout.
in front of ms daga! LOL!
fking funny la.
lon xin said i look like i dont do housework. WAH THANKS.
just coz i cannot cut kiwi straight. LOL.
after the day's working, i had lots of cuts on my finger tips. poot.
then the cranky steph came.
tiredness + mozzie bites + waiting around for nothing = BITCH.
i actually walked out of the lab when tim and felix were dont know doing what.
i just wanted to go home.
and then. take the above formula + irritatedness = upset bitch with a poorthing phone.
got so fed up i just smashed my phone on the table while eatingg.
appetite was gone, but i knew i had to eat coz i was preparing to hibernate till the next morning.
so i slept on the train.
and then an ugly shot of me.
THANKS AH.
im never gonna make fun of people who sleep on the train ever.
ticked me off just that little bit more, but not enough to make me cry out of frustration.
but its just that there was no understanding at all to really how tired i was,
and i dont know how to explain it to make people around me KNOW HOW REALLY TIRED I AM.
and how my eyes sting every moment i blink.
its just them not empethesizing and not showing concern that makes me sad and mad.
whatever. i just wont return the same sentiments when ur time comes.
*HUGE SMILE*

i dont know what im going to do for today.
but i somehow just feel like sitting here.
and enjoy the breeze while the leaves rustle outside.
its going to be a rainy rainy day.
oh how i miss the rain.
the smell and feel of it.
and the grey clouds that blankets the skies.
i miss being in touch with god.
i miss everything that was once, me.