Sep 17, 2010 22:42
The non-fictional you I haven’t seen for more than a week or so.
Odd enough, it doesn’t affect me the way it used to.
Everyone keeps going on about “Hey we saw him but you didn’t, tsk sayang”,
or “He smokes pala."
I’ve made a conscious effort/proclamation that I don’t need updates about you. Haha
It’s partially annoying that people force you on me still.
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Progress is evident.
Good job you *pats you in the back*
On a side note, you’re becoming more recluse, cold even, to people around you.
Is it the death? Or are you just a bitch? Or both.
Don’t think you could live on your own or that you’re strong enough to deal with
your life’s crap cause it’s hella shitty crap. Redundancy is for emphasis.
Meet more people, be outgoing, and while you’re at it pull your grades up to a certain
normalcy, for your parents’ sake.
Be a better person, cognitively, socio-emotionally, physically(?)
I mentioned every facet of human development. Lol
Talking to yourself schizo, you are a lonely introverted bastard, pity you.
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Water levels are about to drench my shoe rack outside.
Is this another mass-killing but qpi-pulling act of God?
Ambivalence hm
Wow it’s prolly 17degrees Celsius now. *Gets jacket*
I find that staying indoors (meaning home or dorm) on a Friday night is lame.
Wo lame bu yao.
I’d like to believe that neglect in planning a proper Friday agenda explains why I’m alone now.
‘Tis irrefutable tho that no one invited me out to hang, well cept for Karen but that doesn’t count cause she was trying to use me.
Yes let’s bombard my being alone with fallacious justification.
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What’s with this inconsistency and side tracking
My being oblique might be due to PMS.
Let’s stop here before I delve into pseudo-didactic sermon on my lonely self.