bad gal.

my guitar string broke on me...
after a night & an afternoon of practising & an attempt in tunning.
I'm speechless.
A message from the higher-being as I incurred its wrath thru my act of truancy.

The weirdest impulse pulsate through me each time I'm suppose to be studying.
I raise my hands & declare my innocence!

and so I continued fiddling with it even after my test...
and that's when the sentence was passed.
bleah!

I believe the sentence was passed out of greater good for me
but....
do u have to break my string?!
and to think I took such great care of it.
heartpain.

I wonder what's my next impluse gonna lead me to...
previously was the L word, southpark, Love in harvard & numerous websurfing
which landed me with a stubborn virus in my latop now.

I can't help but feel lk a rebellious kid whose play streaks peak at the most forbidden hours
it's natural.

whatever.
I'll try harder.
Remind me to be a good gal who's suppose to prepare for graduation in 2wks.
at least if I dun graduate, it's becuz I did so superbly well.
not otherwise.

Remind me to be a good gal.
hugs~

PS: nsl is coming. how exciting!
I can't wait to play games after games of good netball =)