sometimes it just isnt fair; how we have to cramp everything together and how they can spread out theirs though we are all in the same class.



lao tian ye took pity on me today and spared the torture, though i still felt funny and bloated.




recently, i've been hopelessly hooked onto something that i've refrained from the past 18 years.
no worries. it aint smoking, drugs nor anything.
just ...



when you've always thought you could,
when you've always thought you are,
when you're proven wrong.
when my brain understands,
when my heart is lying.
when i don't know what to say.



the transactional model of communication- poofed.
no more, no more.




i know i should be grateful to the both of them, but i'm tired of being under the same roof as my parents.
i'm tired of hearing my mom's reactions/words towards my dad and vice versa.
the worst thing that you can have in any relationship is character clashes, and it's being put up in my house everyday.
i'm tired.



note: if you're reading this entry and don't understand it, don't bother to.
it's not meant to be.
i'm just pouring out some of my thoughts and feelings randomly.