Oh jeez.

Today is one of the most harassing days of my life!

Argh!

I didn't get any sleep last night trying to figure out how I can squeeze Glocky in for the Rap/R&B event of the Oktoberfest. Considering I had a massage last night, I was still so stressed out!

This morning I woke up at 4am. Holy cow! LOL. I tried sleeping again and woke up again at 7am. Hallellujah! Hehe. My alarm was supposed to go off at 830am. I tried to sleep again till my alarm goes off but I couldn't. So I stood up, took a bath, loafed around and finally dressed up. At 930am, I was already here at Star. Everybody was surprised. Hehe.

While I was in the cab, I was typing my Erik Santos and Sandara PRs on my mobile phone so when I got here, I just retyped it in Word. (My office PC is so jurassic it doesn't have IR. Jeez.). Then I proceeded to run around like a mad cow trying to fix my April Boy presscon tomorrow. Haller!!! I don't have a cheque for the "happiness". And I don't have CD stocks! Goodness! Good luck to me.

It's not even 12 noon and I'm so tired already. I have a meeting at 2pm in Eastwood and a radio thing with Freeverse at 4pm. KILL ME NOW!

I need another massage.