nothing important

What can I say? It's a little before 2 AM and I'm still awake though already in bed. As usual I'm plugged into my iPod. Chad Kroeger's Hero from the Spiderman soundtrack is on. There, it just finished and the Pussycat Dolls are now crooning Stickwitu into my ears.

Truth is I don't really have anything significant enough to say to justify this post. Guess you could say I'm posting just for the sake of posting. Utter crap is what this entry is. Bah. Whatever.

I just got my period tonight. Couldn't really say it was unexpected since I've been waiting for it for about a week now. Sure took long enough to come. I swear, I'm so damn irregular I don't know when it'll come until I start getting pre-menstrual cramps. Sucks, ayt? Oh well. At least I still get some warning, albeit a somewhat painful one.

Anywho, I never quite got around to bringing my dirty clothes to the laundry shop. I should have done it last Friday but kept putting it off out of sheer laziness. So now I've got a bigger pile of dirty clothes than should have been. But on a rare stroke of productivity earlier, I washed all my underwear and a pair of shorts. Now I'm thinking maybe I'll wash some much needed clothes today and have only those I don't need yet laundered next weekend. Save myself some money too.

The Incubus song Wish You Were Here is now playing and I'm wishing Franco's here with me now. God, I really miss him. I really really miss him. I am so yearning for him, his touch, his kiss. I swear I'm gonna kiss the stuffing out of him first thing the next time I see him, whenever that may be. Probably years from now by the looks of it, but that still my plan. His too, I'm sure. Definitely something to look forward to. Haha.

So. It's already past 2 AM and I really should be going to sleep if I'm to wash my clothes before going to class. That's it for now, I guess. Sweet dreams.