Sarah said, the world is beautiful.

And Wong Mei Ling said that if you believe in it long enough, it will be true.

So it must be true.

Having coffee every morning feels really good and my mind feel like it is expanding the way it should.

my <3 goes out

I see hope, and light.

Endless jokes on xioahui’s balls and at her expense, Mr V recent weirdness and queerness that was rly very entertaining therefore making math rly fun. Lit twitter sessions and receiving sweets and wise sensible quotes and stuff. Ms Sathya insomiarish state of mind and really funny friends.

I don’t not like my cls now. But it’s so queer, at such a time, where sch’s about to end. Things are always weird. Thkyou everyone who made my day (: Beats any lousy friends anyone else would have!

something’s amiss

I’m having pancakes tomorrow bcoz I’m so fking sad now and I don’t even know why I’m sad.

Going to sch saddens me, it really does. I can have all the fun, I can laugh and stuff, and still feel sad. Maybe it’s not called sad, maybe it’s called empty, maybe it’s just my fkd state of mind bcoz I’ve been constantly doing badly ): ): ):

I need something to cheer me up. And I need to get my ass moving and stop being sad over nothing.

That day in school, Sharon said: why you don’t like to go to sch, I like, cos got friends.

I got friends too. But I don’t like to go to school. I don’t know why. Maybe I don’t like to fail, but in school, I always do. And teachers tell me how incoherent I am, how I don’t make sense, how much more I need. Just stab me, shoot me, then I’ll not have to live through any torment.

My mood now is like zero. Very long zero alrd. Since the day where I found out that there was no hope, no joy. Fkfkfkfkfkfkfkfkfkfkfkfkfkfkfkfk ): this suck, need to get out of it soon.

Friday must be the good day. Please let it be.

Three<<<

I wonder what you are thinking now and if I ever cross your thoughts once in awhile……………………………………………………………………………………

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Convoluted Speech

I’ve just received a terrorising email about some stuff, apparently some stuff going on in Isreal or Palestine, or something along that line. The email was filled with grotesque images that were so heart wrenching because. There is no reason to because, it just is.

There were much more pictures that really made me freeze. It’s like the idiom- sent shivers down my spine, that we use so frequently in primary school, but never really knowing what it meant. I don’t know, I mean, the excruciating pain on this man’s face. It’s like opening up a myraid of unseen and unfelt emotions that I will never experience.

And here, I/we are complaining about how life suck, how we don’t want to live, how we need people to be nice to us by buying us sweets, or chocolates, how much it takes for us to be contented and happy and satisfied, how we are afraid of our futures and what lies ahead of us, how we should plan and be ahead of our life we should lead, how we should have goals and how important these goals are, how so many things matter to us, how so many things don’t matter to us, how we don’t take people’s feeling into consideration, how we want to die early because there are so much imperfections in life.

What are we talking about?

So while people are fighting, and dying, and struggling with every tick that the clock strikes, I am typing, I am studying, I am sleeping, I am eating. I am enjoying myself, enjoying myself relative to the sufferings that I am impervious to. I’m not going to Isreal/Palestine, and I’m not going to die soon, and I’m not even sure on how to spell those countries name. But can you see how incoherent my thoughts are? How one idea link to the next when truely, there is little relation and that there is actually no causual relationship between my words.

And I’m alot better now, because I have zero private post in quite awhile. It’s been a few month since.

Auction: Going once, going twice…

Anyone on for this? Lets do a late night so that our studies won’t get jeopardised! Please please please ask me out ok, I really really want to watch this. Alot. Leave me a comment or sms me if interested k, more than willing to go with anyone! I don’t think I have friends who want to watch it, it’s too gory, I think. So far I asked three different groups of friends, all kena rejected. Sad, and emo zzz!

Pizza is on it’s way! And after dinner and tv session, it’s back to reality where I’ll have to study real hard for the chem test tomorrow because I’m going to get an A for A-level and to get there, I must put in an adequate amount of effort.

Can this be a best day?

No, I’m not convinced, because although I’m morbidly happy today, I’m sure, very, that more of it would come. How optimistic Joan, oh come on.

Jean bought me sweets and chocolates from muji and they were super colourful, so screw my diet plan. I feel sickly and weak adhering to it. Pizza delivery, hello,  so that’s how we’ll spend tomorrow night, sitting on the couch ,watching television and being idiots, and feeling good anyway.

School tomorrow, I’m sick of it. Give me one person who loves it. I’ll shoot them.

*Bang*

Recently, I’ve taken a liking for reading magazines, it makes me… Satisfied.  And I kinda like reading the A level comprehension passage because it’s really interesting. And I think that I’m beginning to like doing application questions because I think I can see the point now.

And I have to do one p&p and one othello essay outline. And I have to do my vectors revision package.

Class today was surprising good. Alot of people turned up for lesson but a few couldn’t last the whole day. It’s kinda fun, all the laughing parts and huiling running to chem class, xioahui losing her semicircles, the really weird speaker during assembly and many many other things that made today today.

Ok, study (: I’m going for pe tomorrow, hope we won’t get a huge lashing session, although deserving…

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