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Tuesday, June 13, 2006Y
// just another bad luck

yet another lazy day. so i keep downloading all these tv shows that i've been wanting to watch. grey's anatomy, supernatural, nada.. nada..

ohh. i always have this oldddd extra tv which i got from my previous senior. it's damnnnn heavy, seriously. even the males couldn't carry it alone. so it's been on top of my refrigerator for like 2 years, coz u know, who wants an old, heaaaaavy tv,rite? (do u? NO? yeah, that's what i tot.)

so then, came this junior of mine, freshman this year. n he asked for the tv (duhh, i didn't even fucking know him when he 1st asked for it. obviously people talk behind ur back. haha.). teehee. alas, today he called n said he'll be coming to pick it up. i was like what? today? like right now? (urghhh~) maybe just a few -- only my close frens, know how horrifyingly mess my room can be. but hey, i once heard sayings "the prettier the girl is, the messier their car/room can be." ohh, i'm not saying that i'm pretty (that is soooo not the point here. lol.), but at least there's something that cud make a crazy-n-lazy-ass me feel a bitttt better. for not cleaning up the mess, that is.. *rotf*

(oh, cut the crap!) so ME, obviously didn't want anyone to come inside n see the hideous room that i live in (wait. y i even tell u this? clearly u'll know just from reading my blog -- stupidity. :p), carried the tv to the door. yes, the same old, heaaaaavy tv i was telling u about. uhuh. i rather carried it MYSELF than exposing my house! (ok, maybe i exaggerate a lillll bit. lol.)

they came after i waited for nearly 1/2 n hour, n yeah, now the tv is finally gone, i can totally see my fridge! haha. God, i was sweating like hell when carrying that damn tv. only God knows how i nearly cried, afraid that i wasn't able to pull it off. i lay down after that, feeling sweaty n tired, n that's when i realised something -- bruises all over my tighs! oh-my-God! i just cudn't believe my eyes.. it's like everywhere! ok, that's a lie. but maybe 5 at my right, n 2 at my left. geez. that's what a think-u-r-a-superwoman show-off will do to u. that's a lessonnnnnn!!! haha.

earlier today, i spilled boiled water on my hands while i was opening the tap. great. jussssttt what i need, huh? someone with good luck, kiss me -- quick!! haha. an adaptation from "just my luck" movie (haven't watched it yet, tho.).

ok, i just realised i spend sooo many words on my room's condition while my objective was to tell about my so-called 'bad luck'. yeah, congratulations. *sarcastic voice*

went at 10:10 PM happyy-stopp
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