The last time I came was MAY?!?!?! o.O

Anyway, the real reason I'm here: I want to talk to my best friend but she doesn't seem to be around. ):

):

I was cleaning out my stuff, and I came across this photo of myself when I was in nursery, and I felt something sad bubble in me. I can't really describe it very well, but just from that photo alone I realise I miss her.

I think I've lost myself. I've either lost myself, or this me now is who I really am. I don't know myself very well, but I know there are parts in my life which I'm not too happy with. Hopefully, hopefully tomorrow things will change. I pray that they will.

Deep in the recesses of my body is the ability to recover from this and get my life back on track. It's somewhere. Deep, deep, deep down.


So how am I to find it?

You can't believe how disappointed I am? I can't believe how disappointed I am.

I love talking in circles. Confuses you, doesn't it?


Why is it that whatever I want never comes true, while whatever I think/expect will not come true, will?
Murphy's Law: If you want something bad enough, chances are you won't get it.
Curse you, Murphy's Law.


But there's no way anyone can go through life not expecting or wanting anything. What sort of life is that?

Nah, I don't really want to let you in on my life.

Wow, three posts in one day! xD


HAPPY THOUGHT: BOMBING IS OVER, YAY! ;D

I know I'm a glee-ful person (pun intended!). You're the only part that makes me (a little) sad. Other than that, life goes on, right? (:

I want to blame you for being blind and clueless, but then again, I can't, because I can be a pretty good actress most of the time.


And if I were to be completely honest with you, I'd tell you that what you said pretty much stuck a hole right through me. What are you saying? You're implying something else, which I don't think you are, because that would be asking for too much. Me, hoping. Too much.


But I'm lowering myself to a level God knows where, and taking the first step. This is difficult.


So if you don't respond, I don't know what to say. I have nothing left.

I want to know you. In so, so many ways. Can't you see that?


I thought it was crystal clear by now.

I still feel like punching David's face. I don't even care if he sees this post (which I doubt, because the only way he were to find this would be if he went to blogsearch on google, which he won't, because he's busy doing.. other stuff. Hm).


Aisyah says that I have to say hi to him first, and if he doesn't say hi after I say hi first, then he's an idiot. Hmph. I'm being childish and I don't care. EVERYTIME DAO (OR IS IT TAO?) ME YOU KNOW. IDIOT. PUNCH HIS FACE.


jac says:
haha sya. your violent tendencies are part of your charm


I AM TOUCHED! :D :D :D


[Oh no, exco interviews are tomorrow! (I only blog this because I changed the URL and only told certain people, so I have great faith that few people know this site.) I have no hope, seriously. There are 18 people running. EIGHTEEN.]

Today wasn't such a bad day after all. Despite my being the only one in my section (apart from Thomas) who came for band today, and despite the fact that I slept at 2.30am last night (or should I say this morning?), it wasn't too bad. For one, I handed in my PI (YAY. Even if it's rejected, I'm still glad that I finished it eventually), and this is a major triumph in itself! Plus, my computer didn't break down AT ALL last night, while I was doing my PI. NOT ONCE! It's a miracle!

And another thing, PAT GOT INTO TP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D :D :D

That is all, for I have homework to complete and hours of sleep to catch up on.

I'M STILL AWAKE.


OHHHHHHHMYGOD.