it's 9am. godly hour which i normally wont be awake at. 3hrs into my regular sleeping time. wonderfulness. i can forsee how hard it is gonna be to adjust back when school reopens.. again. hurhurhur.

anyways, i just did a little (re)search on something. pms, and how to cope with it/how to help. but it was more like, how to prevent a war. at least thats what 7 out of the 10 pointers ended with. be nice.. do not argue.. offer to do the dishes(?!).. and whats not, so you wont piss her off anymore and yada yada. it's like as if there's a holocaust every month or so. well, maybe there really is, inside and outside of them. oh well. which brings me to the point, why uh.

whai whai whai. why guys dont have this previledge? i mean, they blame it on the hormones and stuff. well, guys HAVE hormonal tsunamis too. in a very different sense of course. and tada, it's seen in a waayyy different light. uh, you get what i mean. yup. hormones, tsk tsk. the root of all evil and absolute destruction. bzzt.

anyways, back to topic before i sound like a MCP, more than i already am. BLEH. joking nehs, i'm such a nice guy, MCP my ass luh. *rolls eyes* i think, actually honestly, and secretly too, thats its pretty cool to help someone with their blasted hormonal fluctuations. i mean, yay. you made someone who's supposed to have a (not really)hidden agenda to destroy the world, peaceful and feeling better. amazing ain't it. its like the best gift you can give anyone, and yourself too, plus. its free :D kacheeng kacheeng. moolah saved! that, of course, excludes the times where she wants her Godivas, her Gucci Retail Therapy and her equally wallet-unfriendly needs. meh. thats why we spend our lives working for, no?

this sucks. i'm pretty sleep-able (able to sleep is what i mean, not.. anything else) now, but. hello the bright sun is calling out to me! how how how. damnit tired shit. whee.

anyway. now here are the stuff which sucks. (you knew it was coming didn't you. how can i ever have such a seemingly cheerful and lively post without stuffing you with daily doses of regret and angst)

i dont like people who arent spontaneous you know. sucks. no, its depressing. its suicidal. havent you heard that even that little penny goes a long way, or something along that line? that little act of kindness could bring happiness to someone for like, what. the next 10 years? happiness you know. you cant buy it with money, ever. some people wait a lifetime for it, and your mere slight effort which accumulates to even less than 5 seconds would cheer a dead soul awake and he be jumping for joy on his dusty tomb. spontanity(sp) is a miraculous wonder that surprises anyone, and you'll be surprised yourself how much you can make the world a better place.

next, okay idontknow. there's like millions of tiny cells of dislike within me, and if i were to list them all, i'll prolly finish a thesis for Harvard faster. shall stop whining like a man-bitch. to summarise, fuck life, as always.

i wonder, without sadness, there would be no happiness. you wouldn't know how happiness feels like if yu haven't been sad. however, would it just be better if we lived a life without sadness AND happiness? is the trade really worth it? really.