DUMPSTER ON FIRE.

i swear to God, it must be either

1. pure bad luck,
2. karma for breaking a considerable amount of hearts lately,
3. voodoo,
4. black magic, or
5. intentional physical damage done to it and me

but my laptop is killing me!

first there's the itunes shit, which thank god, bobby has found out that many people are experiencing this technical glitch on Apple's part and it's not a virus. phew. so i just need to wait for a repatch (yes, i dont know what it means too.). but till then, NO itunes.

but i cannot open the discs that bobby has burnt for my enjoyment just now. Which are Skins Season Two and Underworld. i am so pissed off now i could wrench somebody's head off his/her neck.

Finance was a disaster too, cause when i tried to comprehend, my head throbs and aches, and the world swims (ok, i am just about as minorly dramatic as Bella now.) so fast that i have to take my eyes away. but i did manage to cramp some basic information in, so all i have to do later (like real later) is try more questions.

i do hope the test questions wont be unexpected, like how mathematical-related quizzes always catch me off-guard. i mean, i could study all the existing materials i have but when i see the questions on that day, my jaw drops and my head swims somemore in the blank.

Eclipse is going well. i really havent take much attention off the priorities to read it. i just read some when i had my masks on and when Finance threatens to take all my brain cells away. currently at page 290. and i am trying not to rush it cause Breaking Dawn might not be readily available and i dont need another torment; there's the anticipation of the movie already.

i guess G's right. i am obsessed with the saga cause i have to mention it every post. but it's Twilight. i suspect some black magic blessing with every book printed. it's seriously.. enchanting. like how the idea of Edward's love for Bella is.

i admit this is a pretty darn bad week. i just hope it doesnt extend longer. even when things are looking better on the market value status, annoyment still creeps up. not grateful at all, but i secretly wish these wantings, old and new, will last a lifetime. better liked than not, i presume. it's all vanity.

i'd have to say, my ang moh's still pretty rad! hohohoho.

"It's late," he said again, murmuring, almost crooning now, this voice smoother than silk. "Sleep, my Bella. Dream happy dreams. You are the only one who has ever touched my heart. It will always be yours. Sleep, my only love."

He started to hum my lullaby, and i knew it was only a matter of time till i succumbed, so i closed my eyes and snuggled closer to his chest. - page 195 (swoons)