Date : Saturday, September 4, 2010
Time : 9:02 AM
Title :

I won't fake it anymore. I'm not okay and never will be.

Date : Monday, July 26, 2010
Time : 2:47 AM
Title : F.M.L

FMLFMLFMLFMLFML-.-
School has been shitty, and is driving me nuts.
I've been holding back my anger for a while and tried to be patient, but I can't now. My patience has its limit too.
*warning*
the following paragraph contains some vulgar words. Viewer discretion is advised.


Ok all joking aside, I HATE TERM 3 VERY VERY FUCKING MUCH.
I'm stressed because of the crazy schoolwork and I've been crying myself to sleep. And guess what, I've never done so in my 15 years of life before term 3 began. Also, sitting at the back of the "better" corner of the class is already something that I've kept up with so far, but it gets on my nerves when some bitch changed my seating position just like that, without asking me first. If the place is at the back but in the middle of the class I wouldn't have strongly objected but, excuse me? The CORNER, AGAIN? And oh, it's the "worse" corner of the class. Hell, no. Who does she think she is anyway. If it is a seating arrangement for the class, then it should be discussed with the class right there and then, not draw up some fucked up sitting plan, ask those she thought of as v.i.ps and approach those that she thought of the non-v.i.ps with a fait accompli. I've had enough of bullshit to clear up this year already, I don't need another one to add on to my misery. Oh that's just a class matter, I haven't start with my sister. She's a thousand times more annoying than the annoying orange..

Hmm.. turns out that blogging is not enough to vent my anger. I need counselling or something.

Date : Friday, July 16, 2010
Time : 3:55 AM
Title : Hello, I'm here to update.

So, recently, something made me hate odd numbers, especially 5 and 3. If you're observant enough, you would be able to know why. Oh well .
Also, I just read a book about friendship. Here's a quote that I like, taken from the book:
"In the cookies of life, friends are the chocolate chips"
Sometimes, a batch or two of those cookies might not be as nice-tasting as the other batches you have eaten, but you can always eat those cookies accompanied with a glass of milk to balance the flavour (:
Get it? Get it? :D
K honestly, I'm supposed to be ranting on and onafter that second line of the post, but the upbeat songs that I was listening to while typing this post lightened my mood by a few shades! Hahahhaa. This is why I love Ke$ha & Lady Gaga.

Date : Sunday, June 6, 2010
Time : 11:27 PM
Title :

The philosophy behind humanistic psychology is that each individual is ultimately responsible for his own behaviour and possesses the ability within himself to change and to undergo personal growth.

Date : Thursday, May 13, 2010
Time : 8:11 AM
Title :

It's been awhile since I last posted. I've been busy mugging for exams :X but now that it's over, I've been mostly stoning at home...so unproductive and lazy and BORED.
Anyway, moving on. You know I like chatting on msn right, there's this person I often chat to, and let's call that person x. Lets talk more about x.. hmm, x is rather sensitive. A little too sensitive. Oh, and sometimes, I get this feeling that x is deliberately trying to make our convo awkward :/

a good example would be..
x: you know about asdhhjkhdsbfb right, I think she's so pretty, awesome, etcetc
me: ohmy ikr, then do you know that asjhdkhkh is an african and not american?
x: you tryin' to be racist?
me: no...
x: don't be such a racist, she has feelings too
me: what the hell?
x : *goes on ranting about racism in a serious manner, as if lecturing me*
me: ...
Btw, x wasn't joking there.. seriously.

Well it was something like that.
So, I told x I'm going to bed and signed out.
The next day, x would chat to me like, like, a normal person would. So I'm like, whaaaaat? And x even told me racist jokes.. weird much?

I..I.....IWANNAGOONANAWESOMEHOLIDAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
well that's random, but I can't help it.
I.WANT.AN.AWESOME.LAST.ENJOYABLE.JUNE.HOLS.BEFORE.THE.DAMN.O.LEVEL.HEADSTART.STARTS.IN.THE.COMING.HOLIDAYS.

Date : Sunday, April 18, 2010
Time : 3:38 AM
Title :

Friday.
I went early to CJC by bus.
I got caught in a bad traffic jam.
I missed four bus stops on my way to CJC.
I ran back and forth asking people and they told me all sorts of directions I could take.
I followed them all.
I got lost.
I was wearing jeans.
I was sweating like mad.
I freaked out.
I called 62551111 but no one answered.
I spotted an available cab and waved frantically to the driver.
I was on my way to CJC (:
I reached CJC.
I went inside the hall.

The charity concert was awesome it made me feel like this :D

Date : Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Time : 5:55 AM
Title :

When you feel sad and empty, who do you turn to?
When you feel mad and angry, who calms you down and relieves you?
When you feel confused and puzzled, who helps you to understand the matter?
When you feel burdened and tired, who offers you some help?
When you feel disappointed and discouraged, who cheers you up?
When you feel like crying, who lends you a shoulder to cry on?
It feels like I have no answer for all those questions.
These questions are just what I have recently thought about, and well, it's a realization that sometimes I don't really have anybody I could rely upon.. I scrolled up and down the list of names in my phone contact list.. and asked myself who I could share my thoughts with, and realized, that I don't really know who to sms/call. If I had thought of those questions like some time ago, I could confidently name a few for the answers. Now?
It's not the same, sadly.

Losing my ground- Fergie

Don't know what day it is
What's going on?
Is this real?
Oh no, no, no, no, no

[Verse One]
I woke up short of breath,
but I've still got a long day ahead of me
I don't know what day it is but tell me 'cuz I gotta know who to be
Is this me up in the mirror? 'Cuz I thought it was somebody else
Well it's a realization, when you find out you don't even wanna look at yourself

[Chorus]
Where do I go?
What do I do?
Who do I turn to?
I'm losing my ground
Who am I now?
Where does it end?
How did it all begin?
I'm losing my ground

[Verse Two]
Well, hit my feet, it time to hit the streets
And get my life back together again
Well, this place is all a masquerade
So tell me where in line can I cut in?
Downtown wandering aimlessly around still don't know what I'm tryin' to find
Well you could flash all the pretty lights in front of me,
I still won't see the signs

[Chorus]
Where do I go?
Qhat do I do?
Who do I turn to?
I'm losing my ground
Who am I now?
Where does it end?
How did it all begin?
I'm losing my ground

I'm losing my
I'm losing my

I'm losing my ground
Where do I go?
What do I do?
Why do I do this to myself?
Why do I do?
Why do I do?
Why do I do?

Don't wanna go back there
Don't wanna go back there
Where do I go?
What do I do?
Who do I turn to?
I'm losing my ground
Who am I now?
Where does it end?
How did it all begin?
I'm losing my ground

I'm losing my
I'm losing my
I'm losing my ground.