i am in pain. i have a headache but if i take out my contacts i won't be able to see and i don't have glasses and i just said bye to daph and i hope the email correspondence will be sustained so we don't lose touch again. i finally -feel- something about it, which is good. strange how these things work. i don't want to lose touch with friends again. it's too horrible.

anyway i just ordered glasses, and two pairs this time, so that i won't ever have to go throuhg this predicament again. it's the first time i've gone glasses-less. i usually lose/tear contacts, and i thought that was annoying. this is far far worse. i wonder if i should go for laser surgery sometime. quite scary though. anyway my glasses are nice! the main pair are this deep reddish really nice solvil titus frames... strange that the parental units bought me an expensive pair just after scolding me for irresponsible act of losing glasses, but i'm not complaining. i'll just not hook my glasses onto my clothes next time. the other pair are more ordinary black frames. but also small and nice.

this afternoon went for fine arts rehearsal about 4 hours late, and did nothing except a bit of math. ate a pizza, went onstage, sat down, got up, went offstage, went home. thoroughly useless. and tomorrow we have to be there at 3pm. oh i did do some math though!

got some surveys done by the people there. made friends with two 15yearolds. i think they're 15, atleast. uwc kids are such a strange species. cute, though. some of them get quite annoying. and sifas is THE place for meeting people who know you whom you don't know. this girl asked me how my mom was, and i was like "uhhh fine. sorry, do i know you?" i said that in a non-rude way though. but the point is that i'd never met this girl in my life but she knew both me and my mom. then she told me who her mom is and i realised who it was, but i maintain that i've never met the daughter before. hmph. got rather freaked by vaish's friend who thought i was pretty, and i hope the part about wanting to take me home with her was made up by vaish.

oh and thank god for vaish. she saved me from lonely death in that stupid shithole. interesting conversations with her. now i will stop the praising of the vaish in order to prevent her head from blowing up any further. or her ego, whichever one.

now i'm tired and sad that i can't go to the freaking airport. and hungry. byeeeeeee.