alice

not that i'm trying to get all sad on whoever reads this again, but today is a sad day for me. my little cousin died 7 years ago today. he was only 2 when he died. i don't get as upset as i used to since it's been so long, but it still brings me down. 2 year olds shouldn't get cancer, and they shouldn't die. it's just not right. not that i think anyone should really get cancer and/or die, but a little kid getting that shit is just fucked up and really sad. i can shout out it's not fair till i lose my voice, but shit, what is fair?

anyway, i had my own personal version of a panic attack today. i don't have real panic attacks, and i very rarely feel that way, but i don't know what else to call them. i went to to this street that has a few places that i could maybe work, but for some reason i freaked out and couldn't go into the places and ask if they were hiring. don't ask me why. i'm not normally afraid of such a simple task, and i'm definitely not afraid of working. has that ever happened to anyone else?

i will see all of you wonderful la sg people who are attending dinner tomorrow night. hmmm, we will be partying until the sun comes up again? i must now continue finding the best flight for the anniversary party. bye bye.

p.s. little ophelia has been cuddling a lot lately. i think she likes me!