the weak force within me.
im tired. im satisfied.im pissed and im sad.
i havent been gettin a full 10hours boost of sleep and rest since the start of the week. and it's alrdy sunday. GREAT. my eyes are droopy as if the hydrogen bondings in my collagen is breaking. isnt tt wonderful? im so exhausted yet i still have time to recall wat i learn for bio. no as in wat i RMB. WOW. applause to the great! yea rite. dream on--- which i sincerely hope i can forever.
had flagday for some random ulu non-profit---supposedly organisation today... we started off with 7 pple at lavender mrt with sweet honey baby glucose hotlips ks ade.. but abit the person who lived e nearest WAS LATE. er herm. yea who else.. the never-will-not-stop-being-late hotlips. baby was also late.. but oh wells. WHO ASK HER TO LIVE AT PUNGGOL. ahaha.
wanted to try at the area outside icabuilding but was shoo--ed off by security guards. piang. IM STILL SO PISSED. CAN'T WE EVEN STAND THERE AND DISCUSS WHERE WE SHOULD BE HEADIN?!?!---in the mean time.. seet ks hotlips glucose had floated away from the area into some ulu hdb building.. ahaah. so the rest of us headed for tanjong pagar.
IT WAS SUCH A WONDERFUL AND INGENIOUS IDEA. there was hardly a soul. ok fine. there was. but so dispersed! like every 100sq metre.. there's only 0.2 pathetic soul.---relax.. we didnt c any half bodies walking ard.. tt was JUST STATISTICS dude.
after doin cip studiously--wateva u spell it!-- for consecutive 3hrs... we decided to just slack away into some shoppin mall. AHAH. wow. the food court's damn ex. but well. tt's one of a kind RARE classy shoppin centre there. and it's so small. [p/s: baby was so smart to eat chilli with 2 ulcers. SMART.]
yeah! at least i did flagday for once. ahhaa. so great.---tt's was mee being sacarstic. not rice. (;
the exhaustion does not end so easily. took mrt all the way to yishun after biddin BYEBYE to ade--poor gal still has piano. *sighs. MAY GOD BE WITH HER. ok. wat e hell m i tokin abt. probably e wee hrs syndrome? must be la. baby got off at orchard after a short while and honey start to tell me how nicely dressed she is at home but wears like... like wat?! when she goes out. MAY GOD BE WITH HER II.
someone has a stead. but this someone likes another TOO. im pissed. how can this someone b so fickle minded?! *sighs. punches fist on e wall--ouch.
prob not just sad. there's some flavour of vinegar too. seriously. why of all, my friend?
an urge to reflect comes to mind.
btw. never trust horoscopes. the prediction shattered me.
All the sleepless nights;
and the tears you cry
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