My dog lying down and looking at the wall. LOL. Duno what he doing also =.=

Had lesson just now. Usually its just 1 and a half hours but today was the FULL 3 HOURS. Almost died. Luckily it was quite interesting lolx.. Last lesson the lecturer talk about sexual motivation.

Today talk about this guy called Carl Rogers (I forgot his name -_-|| had to google his first name to find it). He's one of the best counsellors in the 1950s. Last time all the counsellors (except him and those who followed his therapy, known as Person-centered Therapy) are really pigs. They thought the world of themselves and went by the textbook instead of by the client.

Ah anyway. On the train home, there was a woman beside me carrying a snakeskin bag. Even typing out the word gives me the creeps. I noticed it and I was like wtf, I tot it was a real snake. I was cringing and trying my best not to look at it the whole way home. Even when it brushed against me I felt my hair stand. Those who're close to me should know I'm only terrified of one thing and thats snakes. Especially that stupid Jon who has a snake as his desktop wallpaper and refuses to change it.

Speaking of which, I had a dream about him. He ask me go to the prom with him -_- because his girlfriend was too young -_-|||||||||| and if you read the previous posts, it had a bad light on Chris. Again.

He'll be back soon, so I'd better stop blogging.