ANGRY POST
I hate how some people exploit and misuse my docile personality by talking to me anytime they wish and the next moment they treat me like a scab. Like they can just pick me and flick me away. You guys are shit for doing this to me. Utter, turgid shit. I hate getting false hopes that oh, finally, I’ve found somebody who likes talking to me as much as I like talking to him, but then the very next day you make me feel as if I shouldn’t be talking to you, for I am an annoying bugger you only talk to when you feel like it. Also, when I’m nice to you, you climb all over my head. I’m not your stressball. Don’t squeeze me just to vent. Because guess what? I’m officially sick of it. And sick of you. *Vomits*
You don’t know how much your crippling indifference GNAWS at my soul. It hurts, you know. It pricks my heart when I wonder, oh when would we have such an engaging conversation once again? Tomorrow? Would your fondness for me last longer this time or is this talk-to-me-when-you-feel-like-it-and-if-not-just-flick-me-aside business going to continue as long as the trees don’t stop absorbing carbon dioxide?
I feel like I drive people away. I am a stubborn and obstinate fuck, am I not?
But you? You are like my pet mouse that runs past me and into the kitchen. In the dark. You sly, sly bollock. One moment you’re so content just sitting here on my table as I feed you tiny morsels of Feta cheese enough to fill your little belly but nooo, once I go, you dart into the kitchen and steal everything edible you can find. And then you think “Nyehhhh… who needs her”. Ha ha ha (please note the sarcasm), you know what? I know, one day, you’ll regret doing this to me, BECAUSE WITHOUT ME, YOUR LIFE JUST GETS SO MUCH DULLER. Fuck, I am in such a foul mood.
Peace OUT.
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I am distastefully uninteresting. Why do you still read my blog?
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Retail Therapy
Had fun with David and Sergio, WISH YOU WERE THERE SKYE. Anyway I bought more stuff with them than I had with Skye, so surprising. Really tired now but I feel so content. Except I have $0 left. Okay maybe some loose change. Jingle jingle. I shall list what we did in point form, to the extent that my memory permits.
Oh no I don’t know how to use WordPress. Lol
1) Met them at Tampines MRT control station
2) Walked to Topman and walked out
3) Went to Yoshinoya for lunch (I swore off beef, pork, chicken and mutton so I settled for salmon.)
4) Watsons
5) Cotton On (David: Okay since when did TM have this area built?)
6) Toys ‘R’ Us (Sergio was looking desperately for his Santa stuffed toy)
7) Artbox (They were more fascinated with the stuff there than I was)
8 ) Xcraft (They got shirts and I got a nice denim vest, and a pair of earrings)
9) 77th Street (Hate this place)
10) Some shop beside 77th Street
11) Staaaaaarbucks (Where all the pictures were taken)
12) XXXX (Embarrassing shop)
13) Miz 29 (I love strappy Vans)
14) Kiddy Palace
15) BHG
16) To Tamp1!
17) Topshop (I had them pretend to be my brothers so it would not be so awkward)
18) Uniqlo (Bought a tank top there)
19) Back to Cotton On to get my skirt (IT’S TOO BIG FOR ME!!!!!!)
20) Nothing
I wonder why I bothered to type all that. Thanks D and S!! 
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Come Home
We say it’s okay and to leave it alone
But I want you to notice this case isn’t closed
Doors are open, the lights are left on
And there’s never a night I sleep
With the dreams that I’d have if you never decided, decided to leave
Decided, decided to leave
There’s never an ounce that I breathe
Without thinking about who I could have been with you
There’s never an ounce that I breathe
Without thinking about who I could have been if you didn’t leave
The phones been patient to hear your call, but you never touched the dial
You never touched the dial and now I know
There’s someone I wish walked through these halls
But you’ll never take the chance to come home
So come home
We say we can learn from this
But I just don’t know what to do without you anymore, anymore
Your absence is taking its toll on me
What I should believe, I just can’t believe
There’s never an ounce that I breathe
Without thinking about who I could have been with you
There’s never an ounce that I breathe
Without thinking about who I could have been if you didn’t leave
The phones been patient to hear your call, but you never touched the dial
You’ll never touched the dial and now I know
There’s someone I wish walked through these halls
But you’ll never take the chance to come home
So come home
You say it isn’t my fault so I steer away
I put off the pain for another day
Did you think it wouldn’t be tough? 8 years were never enough
I’ll wait for you
If you never change I will be okay
But I’ll still stay up for you
Just in case you make the time for the right move
The phones been patient to hear your call, but you never touched the dial
You never touched the dial and now I know
There’s someone I wish walked through these halls
But you’ll never take the chance to come home
So come home
There’s someone I wish walked through these halls, but you never touched the dial
You’ll never touched the dial and now I know
The phones been patïent to hear your call,
But you’ll never take the chance to come home
And you’ll never take the chance to come home
Just come home
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Blogging it all out
I’ve been penning down a lot of heavy stuff lately, and I think it has skewed what this started out to be, which was a chronicle of how people who are crazy live in the normal world, how we are mostly invisible to everyone. Lately, you’d think that all I ever am is insane. Which is understandable. This last year my mental health has been perhaps the worst in my life.
I feel like I’ve been chewed up and spitted out, kicked when I’m already down. I wonder, what do you want me to say or do exactly? What do you want from me?
As you look around this room tonight, settle in your seat and dim the lights, do you want my blood, do you want my tears? What do you want, what do you want from me? Should I sing until I can’t sing any more? Play these strings till my fingers are raw? You’re so hard to please, what do you want from me?
Do you think that I know something you don’t know? What do you want from me? If I don’t promise you the answers would you go?What do you want from me? Should I stand out in the rain, do you want me to make a daisy chain for you? I’m not the one that you need, what do you want from me?
You can have anything you want. You can drift, you can dream, even walk on water. Anything you want. You can own everything you see, sell your soul for complete control, is that really what you need? You can lose your selfish mind, see inside there is nothing to hide. Turn and face the light, what do you want from me?
I love Pink Floyd. Haha, how inappropriate. Oh well. I still think you’re retarded.
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FUCK!!!!!!
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OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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I love you, stranger!
We haven’t met yet. But I’m pretty sure when we do, there will be SPARKS and FIREWORKS and IMAGINARY HEARTS and LOVE-AT-FIRST-SIGHT MUSIC PLAYING IN MY HEAD. And then we will be together forever. 2GETHER 4EVER!
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Blank.
Nothing to update because my life is dull and boring. Maybe I should update on how boring my life is. I sleep at 3am every night and wake up around 11am to 1pm. Then I say good morning to my parents and then I brush my teeth and then I have breakfast. Then I brush my teeth again and I turn on the computer and surf the net for the whole day and only leave the seat when I need to pee or bathe. On Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Thursdays, I get off the computer early because there are nice shows on TV. There is ANTM today so that means I will be getting off the computer early. Maybe I’m going to meet Skye and Khris on Saturday because I want to spend money. Oh and my Dad will be leaving for Brunei on Monday, and he’s gonna be there for two years. ):
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