IDEAS was about business plan and it was awesome. I'm being a little too 'far-sighted', I guess I was sounding all crap talking about targeting the world and setting up a factory in China.

So what do you do when you have 3 hours free and everyone you know is either having class or is dashing off to a bookstore for some magazines? Go watch Flags Of Our Fathers. I wasn't entirely depressing as I hoped it would be, and yes, I went alone. All fucking alone. It was good- gory, but good. It went on till about 1 and I decided to skip thermo and eng maths tutorial. Whoah, I ate the huge tub of popcorn and I was feeling nauseous throughout the day. The taste is still lingering in my throat now. ACK. I was really nauseous walking around PS and into Times ( I literally danced in Times because I was feeling so liv tyler-ish and happy-ish and free and the music was good.) I was on the verge of collapsing. It felt so weird. I was trying to stand and all that, and walk till I was about to cry because I couldn't take it.

Blah!

I simply cannot resist a good deal. I bought yarn, again. Now I have a stash of delicious yarn in my sacred box. This Italian yarn used to cost 19.90, now they're selling it for 3 bucks. I bought so much yarn today, and some more felt, because I'm addicted to sewing cute purses which I will post pictures of when I sew buttons on them, and a plier.

Okay okay, I found out something today and it was absolutely disheartening. I saw it coming, but wasn't mentally prepared. There is two options- one, crumble and accept it and die, or two, crumble and weep and die.

Hah.

Jasmine told me something once- there are 2 things you can do with jealousy. One, is that you grumble and whine and all that, or two, make full use of this chance to become better. See, I'm trying to be so perky right now that I am ready to loseweight and all that shit. As I told my xtine, I will try to be more HUMAN.

Seriously, being a personality-less shit isn't a bundle of joy. It fucking sucks.

And I swear I won't spend anymore money till next month (which is like january.) I'm so fucking broke. I don't even have a single cent to my name.