Wednesday, 7 September 2011

laptop's still dead.
bloody hell.
bloody spice.
bloody life.


i really miss my laptop, with my songs in it.
and plus, i wrote down everything i wanted to do for my hols.
by the time its fixed half of the hol's gone alr.
which obviously, sucks.
i dont even have a proper earpiece.
i feel so uncomfy ! *(&#@(*&#(*@
yeah yeah i know i know, appreciate and live with what i have nw.
ikr.
gratitude.


i just suddenly feel so..
so angry or smth.
im not sure if its called anger.
just smth that's been bottled in me for quite sometime.
and feels like its gna explode.
you think im over it huh.
you think im over everything that's happened?
you think im over the polaroid,
over the hangouts,
over looking at the moon together,
talking and sharing things,
our worries and problems.
you are wrong.


-again-
rosalind: WHATS YOUR FRIGGIN PROBLEM!
me: YOU'RE MY FRIGGIN PROBLEM.

*ppppppps. im not talking about my bf for goodness sake.
everyone please stop asking if its him.
innocent boi. *

feel so no-lifed.
and everything.
partly so troubled and so worried.
can life go any lower?
i mean im not asking you to.
today had work again, for the last time this week.
thank goodness.
the others had a meeting.
so i worked with ricardo alone.
he's deaf and mute.
i dont depise him or anything,
no one does.
in fact, i so much look up to him after working with him,
getting to know him better and everything.
i mean , he doesnt live like anyone of us does.
yet, he acts like he's just one of us.
he cant hear the oven sounding off, yet he knows when its done.
he cant hear the kissing sound when steaming the milk, yet he's able to do a latte.
and lawd, he's so hardworking.
really wonder how's his world like and everything.
yep, im starting to count my blessings again.
and there's another staff, leon.
he's real nice.
tho he's not hot like what rum claims.
but ah.
he has this harrypotter tattoo behind his neck.
i wonder what it means..


so, been listening to jar of hearts these few days.
the glee version, so much nicer than the original.
like as you listen to it like, a million gazillion times,
the meaning of the lyrics will eventually sink in.
even though im like stonning 60% of the time.
cool huh.
really, everything just fits in perfectly.
makes me have this sour feeling.
urgh.


k, meeting da tmr.
i wna watch crazy stupid lovee.
yay.
im broke.
and i bought weijuan sticky sweets for her birthday today.
its on fri, and we have band.
its called sweet enchantment or smth .
like sticky candy, but a million times the price.
idk why.
and you get to see the pro make the sweets.
so cooool.
k.

can sleep lika boss tonight.
im so sleeping at 11.
and waking up at 2pm.
lool, just joking.

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