I just painted half my room. There's paint on my nails. =/ I chose the colour myself but looking at half my room with the new colour and the other half with the old one and comparing them.. I feel kinda sick. >_<'' Maybe the wall's too bare(i'm still waiting for the paint to dry) and my framed posters aren't there but i really feel like throwing up when i see the new colour. Maybe it's too "girly" but i can't say that cause the term means differently to different people(and it might offend them, speaking from experience). I have to finish painting tomorrow, so i can stop bumping into things(which are ALL in the middle of the room) and start studying. I put winamp on shuffle mode while i was painting and Mizuki(my pc) kept going back to Dir en grey's Mazohyst of Decadence(when he can choose from the other thousand songs i have in him). =/
This week's been an improvement from the past few months. I finally caught up with the paperwork in the office, i've started reading for my next paper and i managed to drag myself to Jappy class, this morning, after missing last week's. I always dread going to class if i missed the previous one but i had no choice cause exam's next week and i needed to catch up. It's no good when my classmates are so frikkin smart. >_<''
I just hope my mom won't make me paint the ceiling the same colour, i love to look up at the white before i drift off to sleep. *looks at painted wall* Ooh, i think i missed a spot. Damn.