You know when you've achieved what you've always dreamed of, and then you feel an emptiness inside? Because you realise that you didn't want that in the first place. And you were so driven by that goal that you didn't stop and think about what you really wanted. And then the regrets come rushing in, knocking you over, sweeping you off your feet. Yeah. I hate that feeling.

Okay, a debrief of the blackout. Hehe. Let's see. When there were lights yesterday, the sounds of the night couldn't be heard. Nada. When the lights went out, all sorts of strange alarms from cars and lifts and so on and so forth and screams and all other types of sterrrrrrrange sounds were heard by my ever defective ear (how can somebody ever hear 'nervous' as 'lovers'? I did). Without the light. It makes me think of why the guys in the middle ages(?) were to afraid of the dark. They considered the darkness as an enemy, I suppose, because they didn't know what was out there. And it totally makes me realise how much we people of modern technology cannot live without lights, especially at night. Because we're so accustomed to having lights at night, of which I wasn't even grateful of before, and we think that everywhere's just as bright as Singapore. Gah. Like wake up! There are places all over the world where you can't even see you own hand in the middle of a field at night! I so wanna see the Milky Way! Someone sponsor a trip for me to somewhere where you can see the milky way? And anyway, in the midst of the darkness, some of the lights came on. And did it ever feel like daylight. Hold on. So that means daylight is supposed to blind us already?

No. Way. I don't wanna have another practically nation-wide blackout again. Don't read me wrong.

Poignant memories bowling me over. And I've decided not to use the so-called 'word', 'oh' evermore. It's so redundant, makes you sound nonchalant, or bimbotic. To me. My opinion. What can I say? She's opinionated.

I'm gonna go shoppeeeeng! Maybe. But I can't stop feeling excited. Because I've gone nuttttsssss. Not really. And also, I'm going to watch The Netherlands versus Portugal. I'm going to support The Netherlands. Goooooo Robbon! I really hope that the Netherlands win. I'm going to give them my utmost support. So I hope that Marc Overmars will be playing tomorrow morning also. And what's-their-names: well, all the good players in The Netherlands. Let's just hope the coach is wisened at this stage of the Euro2004. Advocaat. Bleahs.

Cheerios!