this may not sounds like me, but what is good about alcohol, to be exact beer,  is that after 2 bottles, it feels like your one of the greatest dancer even you never dance before.

or maybe it's just me.

i can't imagine if i drink 5-8 bottles more, what will i ever do? breakdancing?

to clear things up, i don't have any heart wrenching problem right now, i just feel like drinking. no one wants to go out with me, so i went to 7/11 and brought 3 cans of beer and decided to drink alone, in my room, while quasi-dancing and semi-whisper singing "Dayligh...ta dada ta-tadadadaa haaa, cause blha balh blah, tadada da dadadadaaaaa haaaa, daylight..."  (thanks gwad my parents went to province). I don't know what's the title of the song, but something about it as what the beats of Sunday Driving does to me that makes me want to drive in some distant road, preferably along maharlika highway in quezon or in camarines sur, with open window and feeling the breeze. sadly, i don't have a car and the prospect of having one, argh! but i'm not asking really to have one, because not only its expensive, plus the gas considering my allowance, it just that i fancy to have my own car only whenever i hear Sunday Driving, and now, including the mentioned unknown song.

If only electricfan can do the trick.

aslo, it's not an issue that no one wants to go out with me, though i may still be a loner, i have friends and still not considered as an outcast. it just that either they are too busy reviewing for nursing licensure exam or in their own respective nightshift job, or living far from my place, outrside NCR, or i just refuse to pay for their own beer. i'm selfish, i know, but what i can do, i don't even have any money to cover my own expenses.

that's why i ended alone.

since in a "normal" drinking session, you have someone whom you can talk to and unload all those shitty stuff, as well as those intellectual blah that will never make any sense, then i’m going to unload it in here. Btw, this is not a heart wrenching dilemma, it just that it’s a blah that doesn’t really make any sense- but it eats me.

So here is my story...

i don’t know why i’m too lazy right know. with all the bulls that i’ve said that i want this, my action left me wondering whether i really mean what i’ve said. this past week, my midterm exam, i can’t help but to wonder why despite all the pep talk i told to myself were all useless. i only studied 4 hours efpor every subject, less the yosi breakes, lunch, snacks, and all sorts of breaks. and its not enough to cover all the topics, i just read the memory aid and studied the sample exam to somehow finish the coverage. luckily, most of the covered questions in the sample exam were also asked. but whether i pass the exam or not, of course i’ll be happy if i make it, but what bother me most is my attitude in my studies. last year i can say that i really study for my exam, though i was still lazy at that time, but my laziness now is beyond comparison. even my frat classmates (not my fratmate and i don’t have any frat), they were all studying in lib, and me, either i was in the football field day dreaming, or still sleeping and not wanting to get up for the day.  

i’m such a stupid person, and i know i’m going to regret this.

And there’s more i want to tell. But maybe next time. I feel sleepy right now, plus, i need to finish the movie that i’m watching. Waterloo bridge.