Saturday, July 22, 2006
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12:02 AM
Have not been updating these past few days.
Kinda lazy and doing stuff..
Here's what went on today.........
Mrs.Jaya didnt come to sch again, so free 3 period of english. We had cake after our lessons for Ms.Junie Lim as it was her last day. Waited for the cake for long, kept ranging them up and they were so irresponsible. PEOPLE, DO NOT BUY CAKES FROM EMICAKES!
Went for trg after that, jc finally came to trg. Though it was his first time he came back since 5 months, he is still able to la, although not as accurate and not as fast as last time. At least, he does know how to play. Played duoqiu till uber tired. Went home first, put my bag, shave my moustache=X and set off for bishan. Whereas for sijun and juecun, they went there earlier on, meeting may.
They ate but i didn't though i didn't eat dinner, and i just stayed there doing nothing, waiting for them to finish. Went to buy tickets and they do not accept nets, but visa. so we went to get cash and bought the tickets for pirates of carribean, dead man chest. Slacked ard, waited for ryu and lp to come. Went to the mrt station to look for her, and brought her to find the rest. And we split into different group, to walk ard. Ryu came thereafter and we slacked till 8 b4 proceeding into the theatre.
Show ended about 1045 and we took mrt home, and i alighted at yck and walked home. Such a long walk home.
Went home, realised dad's back from thailand where he went to find gays.
Thought tht crying and tearing was just for the girls and also thought tht it was useless to cry. The person always encouraging others is me. But when it is my turn, i just felt like it was out of control and had to blurt it out. Yea, and i am saying me, walking home and tearing. It just had to come out like tht. Walking alone in tht dark empty straight line of pathway just makes me feel afraid, alone. And with all the thinking in my mind. The road just seem endless and dark. It took me more than twice the time i needed to walk b4. My footsteps just seem so heavy and reluctant to move. Why do ppl have to tear? Why do ppl have to be sad? I still feel my voice trembling when i am talking to dad. Why do i noy have anyone to pour my sorrows to... it is always kept inside, i dont find anyone that i could talk to, jue cun? my class ppl? i just feel uncomfortable telling them.
Seriously, im hurt. I just feel so sad when thinking of many things. Being called ass, asshole, they just seem so hurting. I just dont know why i rmbred all these, being pointed middle finger by, being said fuck off, shut up. It just lingers in my mind. I didn't even used it on u b4...
Anyway, end of my emo post. byebye='(
Sealing the Shinigami
