Thursday, January 29, 2009
Moodswing. Moodswing.
I'm not in a good mood. ):
Firstly, my skin is breaking out.
Next my skin is dry. And it's itchy. Really itchy.
And to make things worse, my eye is swollen.
&& I hate my hair. Should have left my hair like that. In the picture. So nice right? Ughh.
Currently, I don't know whether to wait until my hair grows out or just chop it all off.
I really want long locks. Uhh. Bimbo post. AGAIN. Damn it.
Yes. I think I'm dehydrated. I need sleep & I need to clear my head.
Plus, my breathing is getting from bad to worse. ):
I went to the doctor to get medicine, he tells me my lungs are fine.
So whats wrong with me?
I CAN'T BREATHE! D:
*grim face*
It's not much fun really. Plus, I think my hair is fucked up although it isn't really that fucked up.
I'm insecure. BOO. ):
Why can't I have a boyfriend at this point of time to tell me, YOU LOOK FAB?! ):
Rant rant rant! ):
Then again, I don't like it if he tells me I look fab when it's obvious I don't.
*screams* D:
Me isn't in a good mood.
And tmr, posting results will be out.
I hope I don't wake up at 5am after receiving a sms that apologises because I am not posted anywhere. If this happens again, I tell you, I'm going to get a parang and go down to Orchard Road and chop off people's balls!
And then I'm going to go to jail & live there for the rest of my life. Either that or I'll get hanged. 8D
I prefer the getting hanged part. Then, I'll write one long entry saying Goodbye Cruel World. ;D
I'm crazy. Yes. No. Whatever dude.
Point is, if I do get another sms at the same time & with the same words as last year, I'll be pissed. I could even murder somebody.
My dream course is out of my league already so, just pray I'll get into NP. :)
If not, then SP. Lucky I didn't put TP because if I did, there is a stupid chance of me getting in & I hate TP. Not the ppl but just the ppl. ):
*re-reads last sentence*
I'm being idiotic. *punch walls*
I'm craving for Subway. ): KL KL KL! UHHHHHHHH!
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