Wisteria Lane

So addicted to Desperate Housewives.

Since nothing is going right - my internet connection went wrong too. Am suffering from withdrawal symptoms; I... NEED... MORE... BREE!

I don't recognise sleep anymore & neither does it know me.

I haven't touched google news ever since I quit work. Such ignorance used to bother me but as of late... i'd rather not be swamped with even more sadness pertaining to "the bigger picture" at this point.

Come on... stream the video before i type a dozen of such entries!!!! I so need to detox myself off broccolee but i cant because i've been drugged good. I'm like a dog with rabies when it comes to blogging, s'riously.

Back to school after mid-terms.

It's only the second day back at school and i've already ditched Lit class for Desperate Housewives online. It's like getting a fix. I love my new "friends" on Wisteria Lane. They've made me fall in love with them, to the extent of caring about them (indeed, actually CARE about them more than i ever could with some people)! It may sound crazy but i've had imaginary conversations with Bree Hodge (a.k.a Bree Vandecamp) in my head about whipping up a souffle in couture. I'm fixated with the series and I WILL NOT REST IN PEACE TILL I GET TO THE FINAL EPISODE OF SEASON 4!

So anyway, today i found out that the PE department's posted me to do something which i did not (and never would) sign up for! They have mercilessly forced me to take up archery when i specifically asked for pilates.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHH.

Now i'm shooting arrows at some round circly thing, trying to aim for center?? WHATEVER FOR?? I was so excited about bending and controlling every single movement and muscle- stuff that they were supposed to teach us at pilates but NOOOO. They just had to stick me with a bow and arrow. I'll tell you something, the only arrow i want to be shooting is cupid's (for this i already have a clear target in mind but that's a different story)!!! Okay, fine. Nevermind. Toned arms better compensate for this incredulity.

This year sure hit me with a whole lot of things that I DO NOT WANT.

2008 is a year of idon'twants. Cool, i have a name to describe this year already and it's only July! Nevertheless, i'll probably turn it around before year-end. Just watch me.