so. my sister has left for melbourne, yet again. saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad. and my bimbo of a sister jus came and read out what i jus typed. nice. it's a rather nua day, the kind where u just have the aching need to jump or run or just shout at the top of your lungs. but of course i dont do that..no way will i be sent back to woodbridge for treatment. i'm supposed to go for tap but decided to stay home in case my mother needs me..a kind of responsibility, i guess.she was not feeling too well yesterday, and a little portion of me suspects it's due to my sister leaving. ut i wouldn't know for sure would i. so i went to play the piano.for about more than an hour? which made me feel slightly better..been having stuff bottled up, feeling lost, not knowing wat to do, etc. will be going swimming later, which is a sort of therapy too i guess. but it's more like escaping, if u ask me. escaping from those lingering thoughts for a while. just like how sleep is a diversion from thinking too much, and a good one too. but i guess escaping for a while clears ur mind so u'd be able to think better. my sister's playing the piano now. my mum had stopped her from doing so earlier cos she was gonna have her lunch and dint wanna lose her appetite. haha.

oh, sher, i forgot to msg u. thanks for d cd! i listened to it yesterday, and thought it was a really good effort! all that hard work realy paid off. ps. ur blogskin's actually the same as sida's, last i checked. hahaha. u 2 go fight it out. invite me to watch, i make a pretty good judge. (pretty and good) haha
(if u're feeling nauseous, it has nothing to do wih this entry)