the sox lost. pity that, i was hoping they'd win and we'd get a state holiday or something (fat chance!).
abe yie's birthday was yesterday, i called him (woke him up too, hehehe) and we had a good chat. i miss him. i miss everyone at home, but especially him.
and i also miss diah. although she's been back for three days and we've talked on the phone everyday since, i have yet to see her in person. i hear she got herself a new look, fancy that. god knows i need one.
i've been trying to take care of how i dress each day, but now, well into the semester that we are, i just can't bother. i barely have time to sleep what more to spend precious minutes to dwell on what to wear. jeans, sweatshirts and sneakers; as long as i have these in my closet, i know i'm fine.
so much to do. paul findley's lecture is next week, and so is ramadhan. and so are my two midterms. darn. not to mention class project and the usual reading assignments. double darn.
my girl's back. later.