January 2010
Dying is my latest fashion
So my CRM paper wasn’t too shabby, though I literally had no time to stop and think, nyeh. My days have been plagued with tests and presentations I can hardly breathe. There’s just so much to do, so much so that I’ve barely been spending enough quality time with Jun, my friends and my family. The last time I’ve been out with Jun on a proper date was maybe last Friday? When...
“I love the girls who love to hate”
I'm not anorexic but,
I cringe and I feel like breaking down whenever I see my reflection. I hate what stares back at me from the mirror - this hideous, huge girl. It’s already a huge pity I don’t possess a pretty face, but now for my body to be not hot, but fat instead. It’s such a huge blow to me. I feel like literally slicing away my imperfections.
My friends tell me to be happy with what...
“An ex is an ex for a reason.”
– Things people tend to forget.
Politikz
Call me anal. Call me an overpowering, overcontrolling bitch. I do not give two fucks. I simply loathe incompetent people to my deepest, darkest core. Fuck, we are all equipped with the ability to absorb knowledge, and the ability to fucking apply it in our daily fucking lives. So how the bloody fuck is it possible that I am much more capable compared to others, that I have to fucking spoon feed...
Just because
I am too much of a secret myself for you to ever see right through me.
So now you speak to me in perfect silence
My projects are all done but here comes the rush of never-ending presentations and tests intertwined. Gross. I’m missing out on Christopher’s party with the TMS kids and I’m sad. Poly has ostracized me in ways beyond belief.
Can’t wait for the holidays. Though I’m working to work full-time for 2 months. Have I mentioned? I’m working for my mother properly as...
“One day, you’re going to feel excruciating heartbreak first hand and just like...”
– This is not nostalgia, this is revenge.
“The only reason I don’t let you go is because you said you would always be...”
– Girls are such fools for unrequited love and assholes for lovers.
No you girls never know
My stress level is beyond manageable. My body is waaaay beyond exhaustion. Oh, and my iTouch fucking fried up and I’ve got no time to go down to a goddamn Apple shop to fix it. And my rash is back again. On top of that I have to compromise every goddamn fucking soul. Can life be any smoother now?
But of course, I’m fucking bionic. I don’t need rest or gratitude. Fuck.
I miss...
Heartbeat
Three hours of sleep is all I can get if I go to school. My body has been doomed to stay permanently nocturnal therefore I only can successfully sleep once it’s 5am. But then again, I’m pretty darn tired tonight so I might just K.O anytime soon. :3
My weekends have been awesome, as usual. Heh. Neverland with Jun and the boys on Friday night and I passed out after a bumpy cab ride at...
Adult angst
What is the fucking point of being responsible and considerate and sensitive? Think about it, has it ever benefited anyone to be responsible, considerate and fucking sensitive? To be mighty noble and selfless. Fuck no. You get nothing in return but a minimal thanks and a whole pile to shit to clean up after.
I hold my tongue most of the time cos my words will hurt the other party’s...
Cos when I leave for the night, I ain't comin back
Oh my god I am shitass hungry beyond words. I’d kill for a Carl’s Jr burger now. Ugghhh fungry till the point of no return (Dun dun dunnn)
Projects are seriously killing me! >:( I have something to submit everyday (Wednesday to Friday) and I’ve got like 3 maaaaajor projects to submit next Friday and omfg they are not even up to my standards yet holyfuck! Need to chill big...
Hmm
Is it just me, or is Tumblr’s dashboard fucking up really badly?
I slept for less than 3 hours, but I feel superrrrrr. I FEEL SUPERRR, THANKS FOR ASKINGGG. Fuck I need to watch Southpark the movie again. It’s been too long!
I’ll be heading for school soon-ish for only an half an hour consultation whut? Such a waste of time.
2010
I’m very happy with my life right now, really. Just yknow, not now. And I know it’s pretty darn ominous to start my first post on a bad note (or maybe it’s just me), but I cannot contain this.
Here I go: I have a superpower, and that superpower is that everyone smiles at me, and I don’t know who to trust.
Every word uttered is every brick I build up to defend my...