11:00 PM - 2:00 AM Phone with Allan.
2:00 AM - 3:00 AM Fall asleep on the phone.
3:00 AM - 2:00 PM Drag myself to bed, and knock out again.
2:00 PM Wake up.
2:00 PM - 3:43 PM Breakfast, computer, blah blah blaaah.
3:43 PM - 4:22 PM Shower/Get ready
4:22 PM - 4:35 PM Wait for Tania and Ammi to pick me up.
4:35 PM - 5:02 PM Drive to Bella Terra.
5:02 PM - 6:30 PM Dwell around
6:30 PM - 8:37 PM Jonas Brothers 3D concert with Tania. It SUUUCKED
8:37 PM - 9:02 PM Wait for Ammi to pick us up
9:02 PM - 9:25 PM Stater Brothers to stock up on junk food for Ammi
9:25 PM - 10:35 PM Sit on computer/Wait for Kenny to call me back

pretty gaay saturday.


you're doing it again. please just tell me straight out where you wanna go from here. i'm tired of waiting for you to make up your mind. tell me. tell me everything. i want to know what's on your mind..

YOU

are SO confusing. please please PLEEASE just make up your mind already. i'm getting sick of your constant whining and feeling sorry for yourself. i told you, you can do this. but your lack of confidence is just making it harder and harder on yourself. the only thing i can tell you at this point is that you have to belive things will turn out the way you want them to. things take time, you can't rush anything.

just don't give up.
do it for me.

please?

an uphill struggle

i'm not allowed to be happy, am i?
thank you for that lovely "fuck you, hetty." this morning.

IT'S MONDAY. FML.

i was really out of it today. my eyes felt bloodshot and i had a hard time responding to people. bit strange eh? my back currently ACHES LIKE A BITCH and my hair is soaked. i'm freezing.

3 minutes later..

i just helped one of me mum's friend carry a vacuum cleaner out to her car. turns out, i'm stronger than i thought. so tomorrow's tuesday, and i hate tuesdays very very much. BUT! tomorrow is a special tuesday. tomorrow is mine and tania's fat tuesday! i am excited.
OH BTW! i have a new muse. his name's matthew goli~

what the motherfucking shit?

must
dig
hole
and
crawl
inside
come
out
394857
years
in
future
@__@

SDFLJASLFJASL;FJ GOD MOTHER FUCKER WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME? so fucking stupid. i should stop beating myself up for it. i mean after all, i can't help it.. it's just that, it's pretty much the same thing happening all over again, different faces. i guess second best is all i will know.

beyonce-halo

a year ago today, you broke me. a year ago today, i didn't know what to do. a year ago today, i felt so alone.. 365 days later, it all still feels the same.

and i really

just can't help wondering how you play it cool while i'm helplessly falling for you..