guilty... made mommy angry on children's day..

i held the papers on my hand home anyway.

was so tired i went to sleep yesterday at 8++. but i wasnt sleepy. slept only at about 10++. was on the bed. then it got too hot. turned on the aircon and slept on the mattress in my room. reduced. still couldnt sleep.. just went on thinking. and on. couldnt turn to my left, that superficial wound will hurt like hell. then i'd get cramps too. but mainly i was thinking bout stuff. bout wad happened.

(that is)nothing much happened even after we won, greater class unity? no. nothing. probably meiru stayed cause she wanted to do project but didnt in the end.

(and)offended lotsa pple lately. wasnt intentional. i didnt mean it to be like this. and wouldnt want. i'd watch my words.

i'm sorryyyy

For you.

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if i reply a message later, because i'm busy(or not), and you think it is, isnt it all the same?

For you.

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woots. great stagnant thing. good thing its here. its here to insult u. u've gotta have a more wretched life than to visit a damned place like this. the "X" button at the top right is itching, burn it. drown me in mocha and i'd be grateful. everytime i come here i say the same shit. the same fuck. the same eff, the same wadever. dont you get sick of it? its been stagnant. imagine a favourite toy of yours a long long time ago, thought lost. then you've found it, adored it for that moment and it hadda head for the bin. *think toy story**too* and then theres the love lost, love once so much ..... cant go on. its not right. but well, the stagnant blog, the current ripples are but superficial. touch and go, crash and burn. then also the shift of focus. all in a moment. brings out pride. no? give them to me. i'd rather have than not. i do want what i want. but i know i dont wanna work at it, and i wont. i am stubborn and i'm not born into it. i was told i'm not made for this but i did do. 1 month to the end of half a year of a wrong step. seemingly right. 1 right step into a month of half a year wrong. could work. wont try, have to do. wring my tears n burst my brains. stun me and make my skin itch. make my eyes burn as it does cool.



very much incomplete. but what do you expect? an ending? my life's working at it.

For you.

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