My Last Holiday

how old can you go....

Do you know what happens when you celebrate your birthday..........

1. You confirm that you accept your one foot closer to the grave

2. You show that you are expecting something amazing to happen like maybe thunder and lightning in acknowledgment of your big birthday (like the world could give a damn....)

3. Well, we all know that the entire time ur mind is screaming....... "Whateva you losers got me for being born today better be good"

In light of this, Idiot.Inc wishes

CHUNG RUI EN

breaking attitude

prepare for an emo attack....

don't ask me wat this is about.

i just have to get it off my chest.

ok... here we go...

sometimes some people say stuff that they don't realise carries more weight than they intend. someone said this type of a thing to me the other day and i didn't realise until after, that unconsciously i was dreading those words. i always thought that when those words were said, i would be able to handle them and that i would be able to live with the consequences but now i realize that i can't. i forgive you for saying it cos you don't know how much it hurts me but i can't forget that you could possibly say those things. the thing we had, watever it was, cannot survive under these circumstances. i cannot continue pretending that you haven't hurt me but then again it isn't your fault that i feel this way. its a difference of opinion that can never be solved. at the end of the day, i am hurting and it might take a while for me to be ok.

ok emoness over. now.....

look forward to my next post
"my last holiday"



and next week
"a first day in college"
featuring the Gs.

Trash Attack

fanning twilight

new addition

ok. i know. i have been boring everyone with my emo rants lately. sorry....


so anyways, i would like to announce a new addition to my "family" of seven. it was procured on new years day and has so far been trouble free. i can wait til i can finally start to "dress" it up and flaunt it for the beauty that it is. and the best part is i didn't even break a sweat getting it. how awesome is that..... i can see your eyes widen with bafflement. but you don't get to see the new addititon until later.....

for now, i want to say that i am sorryt hat i haven't studied for my exams. i wanna say that i am sorry to my mom cause i can see myself having to resit all the crap papers all over again. the countdown is complete but i am not even close to being prepared. holy crap....

sorry for the mood

its stupid really but there are times when we are in company and it just seems like everything you do simply annoys me. your breaths seem too heavy and your voice seems too loud. it seems like your screaming like a pariah when your on the phone and they way you move leaves something to be desired. i feel irritated by even your slightest questions, clumping you in the same category as the most annoying revulsion. it somehow seems like i just wanna strangle you instead of enduring in my usual manner. but i have to expand a herculean effort to make sure that i don't say anythin rash because we both know how you will bite my head off should i let my tongue slip for even the barest of seconds. my irritation with you spills over and taints even the nicest things to me. and yet i have to remind myself that it isn't your fault that all you do pushes my buttons. you can think i am a self righteous bitch for thinking this, but the truth is its just an annoying mood. i am so sorry i have such impure thoughts, when all you have ever done is think well of me. i am sorry for the annoying mood..... i have better control over it now.