When Girl Meets Boy.

sigh.

Wednesday, January 7, 20098:57 PM

As soon as I flopped onto my bed the moment I reached home, I thought I would never get up again.
So exhausted, so tired, so sleepy, feeling so dead.
Annoyed easily, pissed off easily.
And current conditions aren't helping me.
Trying to smile & laugh, but it's hard when not only my mind is in a hurricane.
Therefore these days, don't contribute shit.
It's so going to fuck me off.
Trying to be patient here.

Fad came down to RP's Open House.
Met him for lunch, and we parted.
And suddenly, my handphone died.
And I couldn't get in contact with him again.
Sorry I couldn't help you when you went lost in one of the smallest Polytechnic in Singapore.
Hahaha!
But really, sorry.

Can Mum just shut up?
My earpiece is with Jo, and I can't plug my ears.
How come I just want to scream.
Even though she isn't talking to me, she is speaking so fucking loud to Sis.
Come on, she's sitting just beside you.
Ass.

Anyways, I was shocked to hear the sound of my own fart.
Deni, my facial expression classic not?

Alrights then.
Need to get back to 6th Ps Slides.
If not for UT tomorrow, I'd already be in slumber land by now.

I'm getting a fucking phobia.

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