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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
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Friday, January 15, 2010



Time check, its 0722. I can't get myself to fall asleep again. So I've missed two days of school for a reason. Went to the doctor and it was confirmed that the rashes are actually because of allergy. F-ck, now i really have to watch out for what I'm eating. I'm not getting near to any fish balls or fishcakes. The rashes covered up every part of my skin and i can't stop scratching myself. It's disgusting and it's horrible. I can't bath too long, the temperature of my water must be equally and i have to take pills for every of my meals. Gosh, pathetic much. but after the first day, I'm glad to say that I've recovered. it does itch though, but its not as bad as the first time.


So ytd, didn't went to school. Slacked at home. wake up, doctor, eat, sleep, TV and out with sis. Bby came to my house to check up on me. i miss you bby. at night, Went northpoint to buy some things and it's unbearable. At first it was okay, then the itch came back and i have to go to the toilet every time to scratch myself to avoid humiliation. I've planned to buy the same water bottle with sis. the colour? hmm.. obviously mine will be pink but for sis, turquoise. we had our dinner at mac and i feel like throwing it all up. I'm tired of mac's food.


i miss school so much. Friday, there's P.E, i want to get physical): I'm super bored. i don't even know what to do on today's Friday night. i want to go out. seriously, i do. it's funny how much a person who means alot to you became the person who you regret to know. it's funnier to realized that the person you miss, doesn't even noticed you of how you're feeling. this feelings, is tickling inside of me. its hard to say that relationship/friendships/ any other -ships last forever. forever is such a strong word which i don't really trust a single bit. there's this particular sentence that's always on my mind which really hurt me. its not close to love but yet, its sweet and it made me look like a fool when the future means nothing to me with this type of behaviour. after all the disastrous things that happened, it will never be the same when i look you in the eyes. you're just someone who i once knew. or someone who i once saw you as a /bf/gf/friend/classmates/schoolmates.


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