Not exactly feeling any better. Nothing's making things better. I had a bad day. I thought hmm maybe i should open the blinds in my room to let in some light and fresh air. But no, my darn old blinds fell on me. Nothing's going my way, nothing.

No dont tell me things will change for the better cause i know it will obviously. I cant expect things to get any worse right? Oh wait, that's possible. And no dont tell me to cheer up cause you guys and i all know i will cheer up soon enough. But how soon? I wanna feel good now! Now now now! I wanna be happy again, i really do. But my heart's aching bad, really bad. No matter how hard my friends all tried to comfort me, i still feel that ache. It feels like i've been working hard, way too hard for things to go well. I'm tired man! I'm so tired i need galleons of redbull, galleons of coffee and tons of lollipops outing. But no, my lovables decided to postpone the outing till next week. Cant wait. No, literally, cannot wait till next week. I might just break down halfway through the week.

My head's killing me. All these thinking. Restless sleep every night. I wake up every morning before 7 just to take a peep at my phone and try to sleep again. I get out of bed, wash up and stare at myself in the mirror. I pull and pull my hair to make it look decent. Scrubbed my face so hard i want my face to peel. I dont know anything anymore. I seriously dont.

Just tell me how to live. Tell me.

HOW DO I GET TO FISHBALL CMPB! Fucking medical screening shit's getting on my nerves. I'm going to be a grumpy boy at medical tomorrow. *(&^%$@@#&(*^%$#$^

Was listening to Stely's podcast while applying toner on my face. (yes i use all three cleanser toner and moisture, face still kana sai lor) EMO SIA. Stelylylyly, forgot about your EX boyfriend please. He's not worth it. He thinks so highly of his nothings. You deserve better. You deserve the best. You deserve, me. HAHAHAHA. (see you smiled) (;

Shit I tell people not to emo, me myself and i emo last night. Whoops. And thankyou to my concerned friends that messaged me and msn the whole night. I salute you guys. I mean, curtsy you guys. HAHAHAHA. Did i spell it correctly first? You know curtsy? Like after those stupid ballet show all the cute ugly pink ballerinas bow cross legs cross legs like girly girls. Yucky~ HAHA.

Oh, i am fine. Doing better than fine actually. People who dont know me, my mood fluctuate, a lot.

I'm gonna end this post like how i started it.

HOW DO I GET TO FISHBALL CMPB! Fucking medical screening shit's getting on my nerves. I'm going to be a grumpy boy at medical tomorrow. *(&^%$@@#&(*^%$#$^

It's a beautiful Friday morning. I freaking woke up at 4 30am in the morning! Wanted to adjust my body clock, so i slept early last night. You know, it's either too early or too late wtf.

So i woke up early, youtube my way to 9plus in the morning and went back to school. And i meant, PSS. If you dont know, that means Punggol Secondary School.

So awkward. Walked into the school wearing shorts and 'once Punggol' shirt and slippers. And everything around me were in their uniform. It felt awkward using a phone also. Felt like everyone was staring at me. Kinda like 'orhh horrrr he bring phone to school!'

Bumped into a few teachers. Old faces. Familiar faces. And i get weird looks from them. Like 'huh i think i know you' kinda looks.

I exclaimed, 'ABU LAH'

'OHHHH wah grown up already ah! so hansum (chinese teachers cannot pronouce handsome) i cannot recognise you! wah now so handsome already'

'yeah i know right?'

OH and i didnt say why i went back to school. Went to collect my N levels certificate! YES! 2 years late! HAHA.

Oops i guess?