Dear Diary,
Waiting for your call, baby night & day. I'm fed up, I tired of waiting on you.
I think this place is practically haunted lor. Never update, cobwebs everywhere. Heh, anyway. Hols are ending already and I haven't started even a bit of revision. Juz dun feel like. You know, tt kind of procrastination feeling.
I've finally found today as a free day to collate all my songs and sync it into my iPod. My god, after dunno how many donkey months. Now my iPod has been revamped! :D
It currently has 300++ songs. And tt stupid 2GB gizmo, is gonna be full soon -.-
Anyway, tmr's Uncle John's housewarming. (:
Bai!
Señorita
Dear Diary,