Perhaps I've grown out of the whining and the melancholy... but perhaps I've numbed myself and become used to the monotoness of the world.

I found myself justifying my feelings and actions alikes last week, by thinking that the world was not fair, and so it was OK to feel that way against someone, and that it was OK to think that way too.

It feels so mean...heartless almost. But is that the drawing edge? Am I doomed to feel nothing for my actions, just simply because I CAN do things ...because THAT's the way the world works? And that's the hand you're dealt, deal with it.

?

I wonder.

Me and Markie went down to Chinatown yesterday. We held hands in the crisp fall air, me in my denim skirt and red leather, he in his freshly purchased all denim with leather jacket. We looked cute together.

That's our thing. We walk around Chinatown, inevitably ending up at some bakery for sweets (me) and savory (him) ...we might indulge in the others' goodies, but our common ground is at the butchers where we have BBQ pork or roast pork...or duck. It's all good.

I *DO* like how the new jeans look on him. hehehe.

School today was BORING...alas, we were not the VERY LAST GROUP to get out of Chemistry lab today. Usually we finish last, anywhere from 10 to 20 minutes after the second last group. It makes for a sluggish start to a new week...but today! Today we finished first or second!! So that's always good.

We didn't stick around to see who else was slow..we just booked it.

Jerry gave me a ride home and we talked about cheap clothes from overseas and cooking and bullshit. He's a funny boy.

hehehe. I am pmsing this week. Know how I know? I was watching television over the weekend and started crying.

Over a cartoon.

ahahahhaha. I'm either a blubbering puss or a ragey bitch. There is no medium. ;p