Busy Makeup

Another night of no sleep. As of 10.45pm, Saturday, I have been up for 38hours. I had a lecture in Uni Friday morning, picked up my sister and headed home. I don’t quite remember what I did the whole day, but I know I had bread with chilli con carne for lunch. One slice of wholemeal bread.. I was craving meat, any kind of meat.. beef or lamb or chicken. I thought of going to the movies with my brother and sister (plus our cousins), but I was feeling kinda tired and didn’t feel like dealing with a whole lot of people. I stayed home watching movies on VCDs instead. I finished A Knight’s Tale , got a little teary during the ending *Hehe* I think I was eating pears yesterday… I can’t quite remember. I made plans with Shakhira and Diana for an early dinner, around 7pm. Me and Diana got to American Chilli’s on time, but Shakhira ran a little bit late because she fell asleep. We called her cell a few times before she finally picked up. She was apologizing like mad and said she’s on her way out the door *Hehe* I had the grilled chicken ceaser in mind originally, but ended up having the Guiltless Grilled Chicken Pita . It’s served with beans, but I was craving salt so I asked for fries instead. No point going guiltless on the pita and then stuffing my face with fries, eh? I didn’t care, I haven’t had fries in the longest time. I didn’t finish the pita bread (ate half), but I did finish the chicken and vegetable filling. After dinner, Shakhira had to go pick Rakhma up ‘cuz they were going clubbing. Before that, Shakhira wanted to go have a few drinks at *where else?* BarFlam (yeah the fucking cute one was there and he came to say hello). I tagged along but Shakhira was to send me back to my car later. I wasn’t planning on going clubbing with them. *Sigh* I have no idea what happened, one phone call later.. and I’m sending my car back home, packing some party clothes and jumping into Shakhira’s car. We ended up in this R&B club called Orange. *Groan* I don’t know what came over me, but I was acting like such an arse. I felt fuckup all of a sudden and didn’t get up from my seat most of the night. My eyes were hurting due to all the smoke, so that didn’t help. I barely spoke and I know look ultimately moody. Somehow, I ended up yelling at Fahmy (I am soooo very sorry), and surprising my friends. They wanted to hit this club called Carbon, but I wanted to just head back. Then again, I didn’t want to cut anyone’s night short so I told them whatever’s fine. Bla bla bla.. me and Fahmy’s friend split from the rest to go back to Shakhira’s place. He didn’t feel like partying anymore either so we went back. The rest somehow decided to ditch Carbon and go eat instead. We waited for them at the apartment and watched TV and talked and all that. We stayed up til dawn hanging out, they guys then fell asleep… So it was me, Rakhma and Shakhira. Later Rakhma went to bed, so the two of us just hung out talking shit. I couldn’t stop apologizing to Fahmy for yelling at him, and to Shakhira ‘cuz I feel really bad for cutting the night short. I finally got home around 4pm, hung out at home bored shitless and having no idea how I’m feeling right now. All I know I’m majorly bored, have yet to eat a proper meal (a few fries in the afternoon and a bite from mom’s plate just now), annoyed at something but don’t know what… Crap. I don’t know. My eyes are feeling funny, a little dry even. I need to wash my hair but too lazy to hop in the shower right now. Tomorrow. Tomorrow. Fahmy’s house at 3pm for his Aidilfitri open house. Food. Lotsa food = Trouble. Some of my friends are gonna be there, too, so that should be interesting. I’m getting incoherent. I tried to get the fucking scanner to work but it’s being gay. I’ll try again later. Too bored to even write, this has gotten majorly long anyway. G’nite.