Take A Look At The Bitch In The Mirror Before Telling Me I Suck Like A Straw In Everything I Do.

hm, who thought that sitting in front of gen opts lesson could mean a whole difference in everything. in the whole learning experience and everything. anyway that was a long time ago...on wednesday. hm, today crs was not bad. entertaining at the end. haha, nice one, edwin, ansel and weng loke. hm, here's something you can ask discuss with your family over the dinner table. do you think singapore should allow gun use? do you think adoption should be legalised? do you think the death penalty should be imposed? do you think nav will make a good friend?

hm, friends? hm, actually no need to discuss that. you want a friend who will tell you how he feels with jokes that may sometimes sound sarcastic and mean. hm, well, alright, then i'll be a good friend for you. i know you are reading this. yeah you. well, i hope you are reading. hm, anyway, this is the only way you will really hear me out properly right? hey, you wanna know how i really feel for you? you really want to know? i don't know sometimes. i just know that you can be the most irritating bitch ever. but sometimes you really do listen to someone. and you know, looking back at what i've said, i really applaud you. cause if i were in your shoes, iu wouldn't be able to handle all my shit for as long as you did. yeah, i agree. i was freaking mean. but also do look at what you did. hm, are you a friend? are you an enemy? are you just an acquaintance? are you someone who is just there to talk to and then after that you're forgotten? are you someone like a punching bag made of poor quality? or are you someone more? i hardly know you now. hm, we laughed. we cried (different times, about different things though at the same place). it doesn't matter any more. hm, sometimes i even feel so hesitant to actually tell you shit cause you know her. hm, her...is it because of her? read this. yes i want you to understand this. and when you feel like you can actually find the courage from some part of that little red muscle in your ribcage area, do tell me what you think. slap me if you want. i deserve it. but think first...

hm, i can't belive it. i'm beginning to entertain myself by singing and listening to those sappy love songs. hm, but it's nice. hm, richard marx, 'i'll be right here waiting for you'. hm, i somehow can't stop thinking that if he were to go sing this song on stage live, would he break down and cry halfway during the song. hm also been listening to hip hop dance songs. wish i could pop & lock. seems so cool. like step up. hm SP=step-ping? hm, interesting.

exams coming soon. yet i'm still working, training and still slacking. i need to wake up...argh!!! soory, bad dream. hm. alright. back to studying. tomorrow i'm working. and saturday, (for you now) i wanna see whether you will actually come up to me. will you?

Culda

P.S. hm, am i regretting quitting dragon boat. how much more must i sacrifice? how much more must i lie? i'm tiring myself out. but too bad, i asked for it.