listening to paranoid eyes by pink floyd

So this previous night. A sharp knife cut threw my left thumb. It bled. I did not know what to do at that time. Quickly, i went to the band aid box but by that time the blood was all over the floor and everywhere else. I couldnt even put the lame tape on it because the cover was all soggy with blood the only help around was my brother. So, i went to him and then applied the tape. good heavens, the blood freaked me out for one second but fortunately i didnt scream, was quite level headed 'bout the whole thing. hmpphh....

Friday was college. hmmm... not college, just orientation. It was fun. We laughed like hell after sometime. Either that or the fact that we were meeting after quite sometime :S They better give us alot of concerts this time or they re gonna get the bashing of their life on this blog!

Before going to college, i was feeling luke warm-weird and isolated. Separation makes me hate. I lose touch and inadvertently lose feeling. I get paranoid and think that lack of inside jokes and frequent airtime minutes mean THE END. Blame it on the fact that i never fuckin' learned traditional chinese or latin. Ohh, people think i m all obsolete and not not acting human at all. With the insensitivity meter going bonkers this was pretty much expected.