hello!
this is my blog and i'm writing legal rubbish in this, so the guy in NS who is supposed to surf blogs to check for antisingapore/racist stuff cant catch me. oh and btw, hello! *waves* (i'm going to put this on my profile later. :D)
(relatively emo/very boring story about my nonexistant love life post. beware. and im not putting any lyric for it. woots! rated G for gossipy)
i don't know whats wrong with me ok. its like im telling myself that everything's over but whenever i hear some song which lyrics sounds really really fitting for whatever it was, or whatever that was anyway, i get all fucking emo shit.
i'm like destroying myself ok.
i wasted alot of time last year already. i don't want any repeats of that anymore ok. come to think of it, it was actually quite fun! moods were dependent and i was depressed most of the time, like lol. people whom i wasnt in THAT close contact with for the past 2 years, can you imagine me depressed! no right! you can't imagine me just sitting there in the middle of a very happening party all black faced and about to cry right! but i was leh! scary fuck :D hahaha, but i guess i implicated someone who did nothing at all and im sorry if i caused any confusion. haha anyway the worst part was he read my blog and omg so embarrassing la. refer to posts late august to april or somewhere there in the previous blog. then you'll understand. ps ah, if you found this blog too. oh yeah and hello! actually you dont give a fuck either. and actually, neither do i! woohoo! WAHAHA.(aiyah if you know this blog then maybe you know what i'm refering to. maybe only. XD)
then i used the form of eye candies to heal. which didnt turn out very well because the dude probably thought i was stalking him. in which i wasnt. wait i wasnt? ok i wasnt supposed to stalk him but if that was what it seemed than i guess it was. aiyah. lol. the dude probably thought i was bonkers or something.
ANYWAY THE POINT IS IM WASTING MY LIFE ON SOMETHING CALLED LOVE in the form of bgr. or whatever i think it is. or whatever. i mean, you feel something before, during and after it yeah? its nice during the 1st 2, but the last one's the horrible one. its the most time consuming one ok.
but of course, life has to be a bitch and love's part of it. and you see, when you go on holiday and you pay a certain amount for it, you gotta go thru it yeah? or you can just scrap it all together and not go for this certain place included in the package because you're afraid the wind will blow your hair out of place. or whatever. so you use hair spray? BUT LOVE DOESN'T HAVE ANY HAIR SPRAYS.
SO. i shall close myself from this thing called love from today onwards until after a levels. i can't afford to waste anymore time already. i mean, right now i think its ok, until some drastic shit occurs again, which happens very often. because drastic shit = every little thing. thats for a girl, or at least a gossipy girl. (:
wish me luck in it. or at least, when you catch me falling in love, WARN ME! LIKE IMMEDIATELY SO I DONT FALL INTO THE DEPTHS OF IT AGAIN AND DROWN OR SOMETHING! THERES NO BLOODY OXYGEN TANK IN IT OK!
eye candies are fine la. haha. total cost less than three to the power of infinite yo :D
feeling so much better now. haha.
ok byebye!
Labels: love, musings, plans, random