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Thursday, August 11, 2005

Junior. Sick.

Im sick n tired of helping ppl. I gt no idea will u see this, but its gettin on my nerves tt i have to lie for u to cvr ur ass. Im nice. But im not SUGAR-COATED to help ppl til tt much.

Im sick of blogging. Im tired, exhausted, lethargic, dead, zombiefied, frustrated, irritated when i get home. I have tons n tons of pictures dating last last last wk which i havent uploaded. I have tons n tons of homework incompleted. I have tons n tons of clique meetings which i skipped.

Im sick of my family. Im sick of my dad. Im sick of my mum. Im sick of my relatives. Thy shld all die n give mi thier fucking money :)

Im sick of my school. I hate travelling so far so long so early almost everyday. Im a fucking pig. I luv to slp.

Im sick of my life. I need new excitement. I need to meet new ppl. I need more spice. I need more fireworks. I need new frens.

Im sick of stupid ppl. I meet them everyday. Thier capability to hold an intelligent conversation with mi is close to negative. I have to tolerate thier nonsense n crap everyday.

Im sick of home. I do luv my little room, but i want to move out. I want to get abt.

Im sick of my unhappiness. Im so grumpy even felicia can tell. Im sick of my mood swings. Im just tired. Leave me alone.

Maybe i shld make a signboard tt says "bad mood. get lost". This way ppl will steer clear of mi.

Im starting to get really sick of my frens. I dunno y. Thy are good frens, always thr wen i need them, but it just seems sooo sooo sooo insignificant nw.

Im sick of ur insecurities n low-confidence. I need someone tt can stand side-by-side me. I need to feel assured. Ure jus adding onto my stress.

Sometimes is nt abt my bad temper. Ur insecurities n low-confidence is lyk e catalyst for our quarrels. I dont ask for much, I dun need no superman, spiderman, wolverine or zorro.

I jus need someone thr to give mi logical reasons to why tings happen. I jus need someone to let me lean upon n tell me tings will be ok, tings will get better.

I feel stressed. Project dead-lines are sooo due nxt week. Mon, Tues, Thurs r all presentation days. 4 projects not cleared yet.

Sometimes i jus wanna watch a movie with u n jus be a normal happy couple but NOOOOOooooo.. Ur mum have to play a BIG role in our relationship.

That adds more stress to me. You feel stressed cos im not willing to share ur family problems, I feel stressed cos u shared with me too much. I have information overload moments too.

My parents are giving me stress too. I hate home. I wanna move out. I wanna be free.

Sighhhhhhhh. Y do i feel so sad now. Y do i feel so restricted. Y do i feel lyk crying. Y am i such a dick-head.

Time for some puffing action. Sigh.

"Why you have to go and make things so complicated?
I see the way you're acting like you're somebody else gets me frustrated"
-Avril Lavigne