Made peace with my mum today. My eyes were kinda swollen for almost half of the day in school though, luckily it's not obvious with the eyeliner haha. Sigh, my mum does have very admirable values, but sometimes the way she deals with things just ain't right.

I rant so much on this space. But that's because I only write here when I'm sad. When I'm ( Read more... )

Why is everything screwing up my night? I had a quiz today, another quiz tomorrow, another deadline tomorrow, my own mobile phone line has some problem and it screwed up, my house phone line had a problem since sunday and everyone in the family's counting on me to rectify the issue because they're either too busy or cant be bothered. I am so ( Read more... )

There're 3 kinds of guys in this world. 
(In ranking of increasing positiveness)

1. Bastards.
2. Jerks.
3. Unclassified

Makes me feel like beating all the jerks/bastards up for hurting my friend(s), being insensitive/irresponsible idiots.

The countless incidents have made me really jaded & all about how there'll never, never be someone normal or decent ( Read more... )

I stare at people for 5 reasons ( Read more... )

TWITTER IS CONQUERING MY LIFE.

The world is too connected - makes it pretty overwhelming at times! Whatsapp notifications + SMSes on the phone + tweets on twitter + facebook notifications and fb chat with friends suddenly talking to you

DON'T NEED TO STUDY ALREADY

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Why am I like this

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It's amazing how much a smile can hide. We appear to be happy while we're really dying inside.

To all insensitive anal bastards: May you get your ass kicked all the way to hell.

When this week (or maybe next week)'s over, I'm gonna get drunk & do that high-like-crazy-I-don't-care-wtf-I'm-doing-shit again.

Mmkay, I'm really vulgar.

Reading all that corny cheesy stuff I wrote previously/years/months ago & getting some goosebumps right now. I remember how I'd look forward to receiving comments & all, thinking about it even when I'm having lessons in school during JC. Wish I still had the energy/muse/drive to write all those again!

No boundaries...

Is this right or am I wrong?
The ( Read more... )