Sunday, February 17, 2008
So close your eyes and try to feel me
Bad things always come my way, why. Murphey must really like me. :(
Today my parents meddled with my things again, ugly and angry I am. Thank God they haven't found my secret stash of medical supplies which I've accumulated over the years from ponning school and acting sick at the Polyclinic. Ugh, I am not a bad girl.
My brain is freaking not right, I'm thinking of unimportant foolish things, I was scolding vulgarities in my head, I opened a can of beer and took 3 sips and now I don't really want to finish it, I really don't want to sleep, I am speaking less Singlish, I am so selfish.
I'm such a stapler, seriously. I used stapler because it was the first object that I saw while trying to think of a suitable word to describe myself. Didn't really want to use that ugly B word. In a verrrrrrrrrrr bad mood now, so don't disturb me unless you want to tell me that you love me.
oh won't youcome a little bit closersay you'll be minefor all time
tried to hunch; 10:54 PM