Counting sheep.

I am officially sad (emo?).
Chelsea lost the damn Carling Final.
No news from work, somehow.
No news from RIB.
No news from A level, not that I'm eager to know.
G-string just snapped, my guitar, if u may.
I'm out of cranberry juice.
and some other things......

And obviously I can't sleep...
Ya udah, biar rhd snenk, happy bday! anggep aj gue lempar 18 telor k u. :)

keep it simple, dude!