Grumpy.

I’m grumpy and because I was so tired yesterday, I fell asleep at 1040, while trying to reply belle’s SMS-es which were in turn trying to convince me to heat to Beat!. Now it’s 540am and I’m wide awake as can be, and even grumpier ‘cos I have pins and needles.

Maybe I should go on a silent retreat. Right now I have a feeling that there exist but 3 or 4 people in the world whose voices I can tolerate - I’m sick of constant noise, and I don’t even want to listen to music. Funnily enough, when I do plug into my iPod, I blast it at an eardrum-popping volume. Perhaps to drown everything else out.

Someone downstairs was honking like there was no tomorrow earlier. I opened the windows and wanted to yell to him/her to shut the bloody fuck up but I couldn’t see ANY jam-like traffic situation ANYWHERE so maybe the person was just a psychopot who was getting something out of his system. God knows I need to do something like that now.

Anyway. I’m grumpy. I hope I cheer up soon, ‘cos I’ve got a double date tonight that I was really looking forward to. Then again, we must all have faith in the wonderous powers of CHILLI CRAB.