i take back my words about not blogging. i just cannot take it. i hate the way i so easily exploited la. i hate it ok. maybe i make myself too available lah. i hate you for doing those stupid manipulative things you do. you have your other friends right? good. go ahead. the day i get knocked down by a car, at least i know that you will have finally realised what you have been doing to me.
maybe i'll take back my words one day. but for now, it stands lah. stupid stupid stupid stupid. ACKS.
bio test tomorrow. it's going to be difficult. cant wait. my thoughts on tapered pants, it's really shitty. i mean i can (barely) understand why girls wear them but guys? i know you think your legs are sexy... but dont mind if i just puke all over it okay? it reminds me of those aerobic tights you see in the what? 70s? those that loop around your whole feet. right down to the sole those kind. obiang like hell. oh dear, im becoming critical aint i?
well, i have began to digress. i've been thinking. i really do suck. as a friend, as possibly a human being. i cant eat without bitching about how fat i am. i cant sleep without complaining how tiring life is. i cant study without thinking how brillantly hardworking i am. eventhough i just doodle and draw and let time slip through my fingers. im just one evil mean bitch lah. gross. and a fat one at it.
FEMME
Spice& everything rhizomic
Positiveness attracts.
In memories& in time to come
Lit lessons; with the specfics
