I Fucked Up.

I had my very first paper of the week..... Management.

I fucked up by writing something completely out of point.

My retail therapy at F.O.S

I love me, I hate me.

Holiday So Far

It is four something in the morning here I am making an entry for my blog.

These two weeks of holiday have been a bumpy ride for me SO FAR. To make it short, sweet and simple on things that happen I am going to write it down in point form with my tiny thoughts on the side.

· I have gotten sick for 4 days in a row with different kind of illness from day to day. It started out as fever leads to vomit and it leads to stomach cramps and aches all in 4 days. ( So much for holidays )

· The final results came out for second semester and even thought I passed everything but all my friends are hanging by the thread. I don’t know if I should be happy for my results or feel sad for some of my friends that would be planning to maybe move on to another college or something like that. ( I am so going to miss them, honestly I do )

A Thread Hanging By The Moment It Could Just Snap Anytime

· Everyone is breaking up from the group, now the group seems to feel like a shattered piece of glass on the floor. ( Yet I seem to be the stupid girl who tries to pick up those pieces and it somehow back fired and cut myself instead ) [ Not to say that I somewhat belong because I haven’t been in that group long enough to say that I BELONG, but that is what I saw when I step into this group ]

Broken Glasses Describe IT So Perfectly

· Again and again I will say this, I am so alone, lonely, etc. ( Not to say that I need a boyfriend [ who needs a boyfriend when you got a good trusty friend ] but I don’t even have a trusty friend do I? ) Basically you can put it as no one really cared about me.

Guess after what I wrote I don’t think so I am much in the mood to write, so much for my cheesy, messed up entry.

I Am Nobody

I have already been a week since my semester break.

Besides a few text messages and a few IM, I never heard from my so called friends.

Am I that serious in need of attention and being over sensitive? Or this is just the fact that I am just another girl who hangs around and easily forgotten?

Give me a call, ring me up for lunch… anything will do… I just don’t want to feel so out of touch.

A Bad Day.... Make It The Worst Day YET

I am so tired, so tired of everything……

You could not believe what happen over the past week….

First, I need to run this charity drive where I basically do the job with the assistance of Eva. For those few days I only get to sleep for 4 hours max; for 2-3 days.

Besides that, me being the person who actually cares a little more about the moral presentation I did something. But I didn’t get to finish up in time. Everyone who is in the same team with me cut class altogether. (Joanna am not talking about you)

On the hand I am getting behind of my syllabus. Especially math, I just am not born for math. I hate math.

This is the part your jaw might drop.

During the weekends, when I thought I could actually have a great time just for A DAY. Things turn to the worst. At 1st it was a blast…taking photographs for my blog, exploring KL etc.

Then…. It happened… I don’t know what to say… I lost it… I lost my camera…. In the crowded train… FUCK that fella….FUCK… hope he burn in hell.

But shouldn’t I be the one to blame? Why did I want to go to KL? Why I am so careless? Why did I bring that camera? Hmmm…. I don’t know….

What a entry eh? It is just so messy…

I learned to be lonely

Being alone in a college fill with people with friends and companion isn't the best place to be in when you are alone.

Like Chris private message states "I learned to be lonely". Which is the most suitable phrase to use this second.

Thank god for the comp lab.