I really want to blog about something, anything, but currently I have absolutely nothing to rant. Too happy maybe?
Nah, not possible. My anatomy exam sucked (I’m hoping to pass…), my block exam is only two weeks from now, I still haven’t done my thesis proposal, I’m going to do thesis experiment tomorrow, I always have shortage of money, my best friend is far away from me (and most probably I couldn’t even see her this year), I have to look for a new hang out buddy (because the current one already had a girlfriend, so.. yeah…), and I don’t even have a boyfriend (okay, that’s not related).
But, still, I have nothing to write. For all the “misery” I’m experiencing, the "emotional roller coaster", the "heartache", the "heartbreak", the "loneliness", the "misunderstanding"… (I’m exaggerating) it’s still not enough. Not enough to evoke any creative juices to flow from the crypts and creases of my brain.
Then again, for two days in a row, I’ve been having dinner with Jern. From stalking paparazzi-like, to sengih-sengih during class, to raking my brain of what to say to him, now I’m upgrading to HANGING OUT with him. Yeahhh!!! Is that a progress or what!! HAHAHAHAHHA! (Sorry Payal, am I breaching the contract or something?) Haih… still nothing to write… except (prepare to puke guys! Mushy contents ahead!) “Waaa! Jern cute giler!” “He’s absolutely gorgeous!” “Woot! Sangat macho time main futsal!” “Aaaaa! Comellll!!!!”
Now I’m totally having writer’s block. Argh!