Burning up but feeling chill in the bones.

A weird feeling. To wear a blanket over or not?

And even in a room full of closest friends, you still feel alone.

That's PMS for ya.

=P

Saturday nights always bring in the restlessness.

(edit: Oh ya, bimbo thing of the day: Spelled Linlithgow Palace as Lithlingow Palace on a postcard which had Linlithgow written ALL OVER IT and then sent it off to mum without changing it cuz noone had a pen on them.

Oh wait, bimbo moment number 2: I DID borrow a pen from a nice lady at a nearby bookshop to write my mum's name on top the address buthen I forgot to correct the Lithlingow typo. Ah well. Family will understand. =)

edit edit: And then I said William Wallace built it which he really didn't, he just rebuild the northern range of it. How do I know this now? I wikied it and then I also find out there are more than ONE William Wallaces - the Scottish patriot (think Braveheart) and the stone mason/architect. *Smack face. I thought Braveheart built the palace so I wrote that on the postcard!

Haha. Random sia.