ISCREAM

i walked all the way to macs at midnight to buy a 70cents ice cream. alone. just the ipod and i. sheer therapy.

then i walked all the way to a friend's house, to get away from crap. thanks for the company babe. (: sneaky sia.

then i hitch a ride home.

after 2hours, it all comes back. i'm being too nice. i should have actually not give a shit and turn off the damn cellphone.

whats the point.

its a big gaping hole in between. communication is just a few decimals shy from being rated zero. and its always contradiction and lies with that fella. claiming to have my best interest.

HA. sucker.

i am going to have to leave. goodnight.

VIOLENCE/ HA.

you know the saying "when people slap you on your right cheek, offer the left one too"?. well, for me its a bit different.

its not a slap for a slap.

its a slap, and then you get a punch back in return.

ili, if you dont know who i'm talking about, think!
(yes, same person. shocking right)

haha.

for a moment i thought i lost my right contact lens in my eye. i spent like a good amount of timing trying to pry my eye open for it.

in the end, i (thankfully) found in on the armrest. but the eye doesnt feel the same anymore. sigh.

anyway, thanks. alot.

please, dont ever do me any favours again.

you've done enough damage for the next two years already.

good riddance.

MAKE IT HAPPEN.

i used to think it could possibly work out.

then bang!.

now i'm seeing millions of different reasons as to why it was wrong in the first place. all the naggings i had to endure from all the people surrounding me just to take "the leap".

now i'm the sucker.

because the rock i had isnt the type i thought it'd be. and i'm really tired of trying to see it in a different light. maybe there is no other "brighter" light.

afterall, i know the "slut" word was used. hahahah.

and because of that, i know it means nothing anymore.

its just like when i buy sth out of impulse, and regretting it later on. even if i dont dispose of it, i'll just chuck it away. it'd be so deep in my stash that maybe it'd be unearthed by the time i move out.

lol. if that even makes sense.

anyway, i'm not gonna do anything. this is evidence. ha.

till then. its over. i'm over.

LETS BE VERBAL.

i use to think that if despite all of your own good will, people still dont believe you, then you should let go. or stop trying.

now i'm starting to acquire the hang of being vindictive.

either that, or i have this sudden urge to go against all my better judgement and just do sth wrong in the same manner so that it'd give the disbeliever something worth not trusting.

malicious eh.

i hate ending the day on a less-than-happy note. but hey, thats only me. apparently to others, it doesnt affect them. so i'm gonna play their game. they are gonna somehow be less than worth it.

especially if the person is so full of themselves, they wouldnt listen to a word anyone else say. its tiring to explain and explain. and then go back to square 1.

it takes two bloody hands to clap. but it only takes one pair of legs to walk away, or one to end it all.

bob, i'm not happy.

goodbye.

OH, NOW THERE YOU HAVE IT

so i did what i've always been telling myself to do. i finally got down to giving my grandmother (and a few others) a lunch treat with the pay that i was once getting monthly. its like 150bucks man. then poof, empty plates and happy stomachs.

i had two dinners too! and not forgetting the charmee supper i had. sheeeeeesh.

hmm. i need to start getting my butt off its relax mode. like my brother who just completed his 10km nike run. i'm so gonna steal his tee and tag man.

maybe i should indulge in his lifestyle. freaking happening lah. like 1hr ago, he just told me he is going on a 40km night cycling expedition with his friend. !!!!

shut up.

haha. no wonder he is bones.

and oh! there's the tyra show on tv. HA, its been like 2.5mths of tv deprivation.

awesomeness. goodnight all.