*flicker* *flicker*

its quiet. too quiet. i wonder what my flatmates are doing. no hysterical laughter, no weird noises, no RnB music to assault my ears. alls silent on the western front. the doors which are normally open are closed. the corridor is dark. the lights are flickering. oklah, the lights are spoilt mah. so it flickers loh. but where are they? did they jump out the window? drank paraquat? i'm all aloneeeee.




HOORAY!

"what to do?" that is the question

its the weekend and i've got nothing planned. would love to go to church, but no idea which church and how to get there. roar! i guess its just toshiba and me for the weekend. my housemates been asking me to go out, but i'm not risking getting mugged or have my drink spiked in manchester city centre. lotsa weirdos running around in manchester. plus, its so expensive to travel and eat outside. for them its alright, but for me its times 7! 1pound=7ringgit. they must think i'm some weird asian who studies all the time and locks her door almost obsessively. another cho seung-hui. haha...well, hard cheese!