Thursday, February 28, 2008 ♥
2 words. I'm bored. That's why I'm here.
Everyone's out but I'm not out cos' my mom's cranky and I have no idea why. She complains that I'm always not home and I'm spending too much money. Which is quite true. Money's been going out and nothing's coming in. Oh shit. It's time to control my spending.
Hello holidays. It's about time for me to enjoy. But there's nothing much to enjoy in the first place except for my lil getaway with BF soon. That's all for the holidays. Think I may need a job. Someone out there, please give me a job.
Fucking feel so blank now, so fucking fucking blank. And it's bloody 3.30am but why ain't I tired. Basket.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. Somebody talk to me, play with me, ask me out for breakfast.
Thanks Siang for talking to me on MSN. But I'm still bored.
I've always thought I wouldn't be stressed over stuff like that.
I've always thought imma happy-go-lucky kiddo.
I've always thought I'm still young and not grown up.
I've always thought I wouldn't be as paranoid.
I've always thought I wouldn't think of absurd stuff.
I've always thought I wouldn't think so far into the future.
I've always thought if I spend everyday playing, life is at it's best.
I've always thought life is satisfactory now.
I've always thought love will start off as a 2-way thing.
I've always thought I wouldn't read too deep into words.
I've always thought I wouldn't ponder over redundant stuff.
I've always thought it's quite hard to hurt me.
I've always thought imma emotionally strong kiddo.
I've always thought I will never feel insecure.
I've always thought I care for my own life more than others.
But I didn't think that whatever I thought were wrong. Until now.
Ah, fuck la.