UGH

Exams I beg you, be gone!

*sighs*

It felt right. Nice even. But only for that fleeting moment. And then it all sinks in. As always. It's becoming somewhat of a ritual. I have to constantly keep myself in check. Trust me the last thing I want to do right now is to screw up. And it doesn't help that there's always some shadow or another lurking in the background.

The other side of this life (Part 2)

Thank you for making things a hell lot better!

Here's to more nausea-inducing names, pointless debates on just about everything, soccer lessons, good food, shopping escapades and of course emo moments at our little emo spot!

Mucho love my dear friend! =)

P.S how about passing me the shirt you bought for me sometime soon huh!

Of all the things to mull over!

Sigmund Freud is said to have pondered over this on his deathbed, "Women-what do they want?"
Men. *rolls eyes* Of all the questions to ask, he decides to ask the very one question that even most women themselves are clueless about. And that too on his deathbed! A little late to be figuring out the fairer sex ain't it? Geesh man.

I miss you! =)

Breathe

Gah. I am feeling horribly overwhelmed!

=/

Okay so maybe I kinda overreacted. But that's nothing out of the ordinary for me. My name's pretty much synonymous with the dramatic.

The heart of the matter

'The first time I ever saw Becky Bloomwood...' He pauses, a tiny smile on his lips. 'She was asking a bank marketing department why they didnt produce a cheque-book in different colours.'
'The next year they did produce chequebooks covers in different colours. Becky's instincts match no one else's. Becky has ideas no one else has. Her mind goes to places no one else's does. And sometimes I'm lucky enough to go along with her.' Luke's eyes meet mine, soft and warm. 'Yes she shops. Yes she does crazy things. But she makes me laugh. She makes me enjoy life. And I love her more than anything else in this world.'

Sophie Kinsella

I want to be able to do that someday.

Band-aids cover the bullet hole

I feel all trampled over. Betrayed even. Hah. Oh well. I should have seen it coming. So whatever.
I think I more or less know what I am going to do. And since its about my fucking happiness here, I don't see the need to provide any explanations whatsoever for my actions. To anyone for that matter.
I am hurt. But I'll get over it.

Blues for sister someone

We're dying aren't we now? Raking up the past was never a good idea. It forces you to question the basis of what we shared. There wasn't much was there? Strangely, I always thought there was. Something that no one else shared.

....

This too will pass yes?

Deterioration of the Fight or Flight response

I don't know myself inside out. I don't know what I want. I don't know what I want to do in the future. Hell I don't even know what my favourite colour is. But what I do know is that I know myself way better than you do. So please quit thinking that you know me inside out. Cause frankly you don't. Don't try to figure me out. Don't try to contextualize my every action or every word that I utter. I cannot stress how much that annoys me.

The BIG 2-0

Turning 20 has been nothing short of amazing! I'm desperately hoping this year's gonna be a lot better. I need it to be better.

Break on through

I had the most productive day ever. *rolls eyes*
Sometimes I wonder why I even bother going to school!
The day started off with Cnm tutorial. During which I completely zonked out. C'mon it was 10 am! I had no idea what everyone was rambling on and on about!
Skipped Perfumes and Cosmetics. As usual. What's new?
Had a conversation with Joyce about herself. Her exact words were, "I think we should talk about me!" And so we did.
Explained to Sam about my closet skank status. Oh wait, I'm in the open now!
Contemplated marrying a fishmonger. For some weird reason I thought it'll be cool to be a fishmonger's wife!
Debated quite a bit on what I should major in. Yes I still have no clue.
Went for Malay lecture. Had another mini picnic.
Waltzed off to Vivo. Joyce and I were searching for a blue eyeliner. We ended up doing a little grocery shopping as well. I bought cereals! =)
I got home and slept for a good 2 hours. I kinda woke up at 9 actually. But I simply refused to get up then. I actually thought I had school. So I pretended to oversleep. (It works. All the time!) I somehow managed to overlook the fact that it was 9pm! And besides I don't even have school on Fridays! So I have no idea what exactly I was trying to do! Talk about being disorientated. Geesh.



I'm turning 20. I'm ageing. I'm gonna get all wrinkly and droopy in no time! =(


Okay. The truth is, I don't like any of this. Not one bit.