radio went down the drain. coulda sworn my mid-saggital was bang-on for my DPT, but its a moot point now. hate this empty, drained feeling. i want to feel happy for PJ, who just needs news on whether she cleared her bitewing (which we always get Grade 1s for), but inside i feel all dull. and feeling sad does nothing for my failure. just have to hang tight until next term so that i can go for round 2. and not cock up my alignment. really need a hug. damn this.
Wan Wah got her birthday present from us, looks good as when we tested it! she says she'll be wearing it for class on saturday. now Shafiq and me just have to figure out how to tell her about some other critical outfitting adjustments *coughcough*. and also chase the shareholders for money...
did some preliminary reading for optec in the library. damned if i never realised ive been manipulating my stupid TBR wrong all the time! see if i can get something done about that after the optec test tomorrow.
It's My Life - Bon Jovi
*in the mood for a howl-at-the-sky kinda song now*
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