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Tap tap tapMy blogging may be a little strange today, since i'm using my mum's wifi. The power of tech! Main thing is. Today. Nevermind. Pain. Lots of waiting. And wondering. And pondering. Little logical thinking though. Was supposed to be doing tuition hw. But ah well. *depressed *facebook!*today i went on to facebook.
then at the updates page.
alvin has bought vanessa for $____.
so i was wondering if i even had that app.
and i clicked on it.
saw this whole list of people and who owned them.
so like weekie owns G and matt. (hmm.)
and wilson owns val, tilak and hazmi (HAHAH)
and moses owns des.
and adam owns germs (abit wrong)
and tianye owns tim and isa (VERY ABIT WRONG!!!)
and ros owns noob (shouldnt it be val?)
and someone owns jeanette (i wonder who)
and regina owns maria (*snorts*)
and john owns hilda.
hahah quite funny.
anyway main crux of the story,
is that when i went to see if i had an owner,
I DID!!!
like omg.
yeah.
i freaked, and made shi'an create a facebook account,
so that he could buy me.
heh.
but first he needed money, so i had to buy him.
:D
then apparently you can make your pets work to earn you money!
so i made shi'an work.
and at level 1 all he can do is date people for me.
so i made him date ivy XD
i shall buy ivylam, duck, and vi next.
i'll leave G to her scandal (:
okay, i'm babysitting little monkey today,
he's waiting for me to stop playing com.
he wont take his nap until i'm there with him,
to make sure no bugs land on him while he sleeps.
retarded kid.
okay.
STUDY.
heh.
what study?
BYE. /:this was not what i intended,
i always swore to you i'd never fall apart.
i always thought that i was stronger.
i may have failed, but i have loved you from the start.
hmm.
today was an interesting day.
woke up earlier than usual,
wanted to eat breakfast, but there was no food.
so had vegemite and strange bread.
mmm vegemite, salty.
stoned, then did abit of chem hw.
couldnt do most of it,
left the house, took a train.
(not circle line though, damn)
got off at outram.
didnt have to do a pee test. *relieved*
had the usual blood test though.
hate it, and this nurse was mean!
maybe she was pmsing. hmm.
she stabbed me in the blood vein,
took a damn alot of blood.
then she shook one bottle to separate the blood and platelets.
quite cool XD
then went for lunch.
was on a major binge cause... you know.
so i had delifrace. heh.
expensive but do i give a shit?
taste good.
then wandered my way back to the physio dept.
got stopped at the temp check.
this crazy scary looking nurse yelled
"stop! that one that one!" *points at me*
then they pull me to her, and she stuffs my ear with the thermormeter.
"THIRTYSEVENPOINTSEVEN!"
): like as if its my fault...
then she makes me sit down in front of a fan.
"coolyourselfdown!"
but at least i wasnt the only one.
this old man sitting next to me was pissed off.
kept yelling about how of couse he's hot,
the hospital built the carpark a mile away.
physio was okay.
then went home lor.
it was interesting being alone.
well of course the downside was how i couldnt stop eating.
and the silence.
tmr going to change phone.
then going to rheumatology.
then tmr night's starting senior's retreat.
grandma's birthday on saturday. waiting for sunday.
poor mehmeh's trying to organise a 1S02.
he's got no idea what he's taken on lol.
panda's want to go out next week.
yesyesyes.
lets go take neoprints.
mau and krystal want to take T19 ice skating.
maybe not. probably not.
today i lived a life that would have been without the protocol.
i hate it.
hmm.
BYE. *sad*how'd it get like this?
you know, it feels like the end.
i'm going to _______ (insert relevant swearword) fight this.
at least there's no school.
the quiet independance is quite nice.
when i've got lots of stuff to do.
but there are the empty days.
its so lonely really.
is it enough to love,
is it enough to breathe?
somebody ripped my heart out,
and leaved me here to bleed.
is it enough to die?
somebody save my life.
i'd rather be anything but ordinary please.
oh avril, be careful of what you wish for.
what the meaning of sad?
-experiencing/showing sorrow or unhappiness
-to be in a deplorable state
should there be a reason why?
maybe there is.
what if there isnt?
a deplorable state of drowning sorrow to be in.
so take a good look at my face,
you'll see my smile looks out of place. if you look closer, it's easy to trace, the tracks of my tears. but i am here.
wont move, wont runaway, wont melt.
to pull you out of that deplorable-ness and overwhelming sorrow.
touch me,
it's so easy to leave me all alone with the memory, of my days in the sun. if you touch me, you'll understand what happiness is. look a new day has begun. the sun.
i wish i could swim in the sun.
at least there would be a silver lining on the water's edge then.
grizabella's waiting for her rum tum tugger to come home.
BYE. *clickclickclickclickclick*dont know.
just surfing around,
reading peoples blogs...
depressing i tell you.
when i finally reached mine,
i guess i still dont have much to say?
but just felt like writing.
when its time i finally felt like i fit in somewhere,
it gets screwed up.
and guess what.
its my fault.
whats new doo doo.
thanks for understanding and putting up with me.
i'm sorry about the drain walk.
i truly am.
when its crunch time,
you realise who the good people are.
shi'an's the best.
thanks manda, brandon and garrett.
and i never thought i'd ever say this,
but tilak's really a good friend when you need him.
i miss prashana so much...
this sucks,
the disenchantment all round.
my class isnt what i thought it was becoming.
hate being like this.
i want to be able to run 2.4.
i want to play frisbee.
i dont want to be called the one who cannot climb the gate by iz lim.
hell, i'll even take the GSTs.
this is part of accepting, i guess?
go on, make light of it,
make jokes about how i'll fall apart.
it does help me feel better that it cant be that bad.
but c'mon, you guys try being like this.
seriously,
when it takes all your will power to stand up after using a squatting toilet,
you start to think that something's very wrong.
what next, the coil pops out?
.
*snorts*
yeah.
oh well.
study, you know?
six months, six years, sixty years, six hundred years.
please?
BYE. |
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