sleep eat sleep. what a wonderful life, don't you think? no stress, no worries, I could almost hear timon and pumba singing me their song: "hakuna matatah" with matching grass skirts and Iced fruit shakes along the shore, not forgetting the beach benches. woohoo!

<SOUND EFFECT: glass cracks> not my kind of vacation. hahahah

my vacation is like--
it's more of---

okay, if I put it that way, you won't see it my way. so let's see it your way. hahahha if that makes any sense

my vacation is kinda like a visit to the library. filled with books, OH! I could read all day! meeting all sorts of characters all in one room! shucks, and when feel like my eyes are tired of reading that library wold morph into a bedroom with a self-playing harp (think of fluffy's sleeping harp--if you're a fan of old harry) and ofcourse a soft and cozy bed to dive into. just imagine that! and probably a tv set would do where I control the movies that premires...

bang! I fall out of the bed

now this is reality: I get up with an untidy get-up and stare. I'm still thinking of what to do before I hit anotomy and physiology books... suggestions anyone?