sent the farewell emails. love the responses. love the farewell potluck food. sending it makes it seems more real that i'm going away, and hell i have too much to do and i still don't have any whatever form of a checklist. can someone please give me a checklist. i need to know what the hell issit that i'm probably forgetting to do.

sis came home from her 2nd day at work looking like dead cabbage being trampled on by obessed hippos. all wrinkley and brownish and wet droopy eyes, looking like she'd be grateful if i just gutted her stomach with wolverine claws and kill her right there. barfed like crazy at work and ladies there askin if she was preggers. i never really knew work stress can get that bad.
really broke my heart to see her like that. do have a lil bit more faith in yrself ok.. i'm really at loss at what to do here.

back to my checklist. or the non-existence of one. i know i have to buy luggage at some point.. and erm...... ? argh..malasssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssnye!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

it's a lesson to be learned. don't sit on yr fat ass too long without exercise, or yr brain will be so full of fat you can't differentiate between korean guys or plain yellow chinese men. Or between fatigue and faulty contact lenses.

barely a whole lap of jogs, half hearted jumparounds and 10 mins into a squasy game, my vision gave out on me. It was the scariest sensation ever. everthing went BLACK. no dizziness, not even that tired, but still it was like some freaky Smeagol emerged from the court's wall and reached into my eyeballs and took out my sight with it's scaly dry fingers, cornea,lenses and all.

the longest 1-2 mins ever before the freaky Smeagol decided to return back my vision and dissapeared back into the walls.

My first reaction was to bin my contact lenses..altho, it prob'ly doesn't have anything to do with it. Second reaction was of course to stop playing, and binge on sushi king. there goes some more fat to my brain.

Geezzzz...it was scary.