It's 1:08AM right now, and I can't sleep.

I want to sleep but I just can't. I don't know why. Probably because I woke up late just now - if you consider 9AM late, that is - or because I'm too tired to sleep.

Or maybe it was the short dream I had about Sylar. Again. More like a nightmare.
Wanna know?
Well, I'll skip the details and get to the point - I was running at this dark corridor and suddenly there's a door at one side so I opened it and there was Peter Petrelli. He wanted to kill me. Then I closed my eyes and screamed. When I opened my eyes, it was Sylar killing me. Omg. Okay. No need to know more.

I spent 4 hours working, and you know what that means!

40 bucks in total! Plus, my 30 bucks allowance for the whole week (due to custody thingy). So that makes it... 70 bucks in total? Whoa. And I just spend a 100 bucks on my hair and I get back almost 3/4 of that money back in a week. If there were a webcam, I'd show ya'll my stupid wide grin right now.

Oh, did I mention I was working at my grannie's stall? Yeah. 10 bucks an hour - jealous yet? Heh. I'm not going anywhere specific but I can tell you that I'm currently a dishwasher rank cum cutting different parts of chicken. Yes, including the private parts.

Hey, don't get me wrong! It's not disgusting! I use gloves, okay.

Earlier in the day, I played habbo with Dee-D, just to get a little update. We were lucky to get pixels and we tried out these weird effects on our avatars. Pretty funny. It reminded us of Heroes because Dee-D tired out this effect that turns her into Ice and she could turn invisible while I tried out this sparkly thingy and stood next to this thing that shoots out sparks of fire and made it look like my head was spitting out fire. And Dee-D was her usual mean self and commented, "Oh my god! Your head is split! By that gayish moron!"

Don't bother knowing who she's referring to.

Netball outing! Psyched! Because my dad gave me the approval! Its been a while since I went to WWW. I look ugly in my swimming costume. Then again, who doesn't except for those hollywood stars and other rich-bitches?

And then the next day after the netball outing... watching Twilight! With Dee-D and Sheera of course, since she was dying so much to see it so why not let her tag along? We suggested to bring my other not-so-close-related-cousin, Nurul, along too because we thought she really needs... I mean, she's been complaining she's bored so at least watching a movie kills your time of bored-ness.

And now I guess, my brain is telling me, "Go back to sleep and dream about Sebastien Lefebvre instead!"
Of course I will.