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I'm jealous because
The water gets to touch your skin.
I'm jealous because
Björk gets to see your day begin.
I'm jealous because
The floor can take your weight.
I'm jealous because
Your mind knows the things you hate.
But I won't be jealous no more
If you let me touch your skin.
I won't be jealous no more
If you let me see your day begin.
I won't be jealous no more
If you can share some of your weight.
And I won't be jealous no more
If you tell me the things that you hate.
Written by Evelyn
Sunday, January 14, 2007
11:48 AM
I'm fucking stressed at the moment. Nothing seems to be going right.
1) Farewell dinner is like... probably not going to come true. I don't know how many people are going. And it's fucking weird to ask people to come send you off, is it not? But, my close friends are all busy working and stuff. So, I can't possibly ask them can I? So to shit with it.
2) Bintan trip on Sat. Is it still on? Or is it off? Must I be the one organising it again?
3) Medley Hall still hasn't gotten back to me and I'm kind of starting to freak out. What if they haven't received the documents Miss Baljeet sent? Urgh! What if I don't get lodging?! Oh Christ... help me. Thank goodness Rhys would have an apartment by then. Well, hopefully.
4) I've received an email about the pre-departure briefing from Monash University but not University of Melbourne. Like what the hell is going on? Should I contact IDP? This is so frustrating.
5) I'm trying to make this CSS Journal for my dA account. And I was so proud of myself yesterday for actually getting it up. But, because my laptop is pretty small, it looks fine on mine. But not on others. And, its starting to look pretty plain. But, I don't have Photoshop 7.0, so almost every brush on dA I can't use. Shit bloody hell.
6) I actually agreed to take part in this tattoo design contest of someone on dA. Like how stupid am I!? I can't even draw, for goodness's sake. Me and my itchy fucking fingers. Just kill me now.
Yea, these may all seem like little itsy bits and stuff, but it means a whole fucking lot to me. And yea, I'm just really really mushed up now.
I think yesterday's mood swing's coming back with more vengeance. Oh lord.