Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Bloody long didn't see thing page on my lap top already. I have, again, lost the interest to blog. My lost of interest symbolises that my blog is going into hybernation again. Actually, it already is. There is a lack of activity in this place and I hope that blogger would not close down blogs like this. I was so busy the past weeks to blog. So bloody busy with school projects and tests. So much for trying to keep up with the datelines.
Valentines' was fine for me accept for some unforeseen incidents. I enjoied overall. I got gifts, and i love them all. This is the first Valentines’ i spent in poly. The difference is a lot. I guess this is the first time i spent hell lot of money for my own meal.
Today didn't go really well. I was having mood swings. I think i am P.M.S.-ing.
People do stuff that I am not happy about. It's ok as long as people don't go overboard. I am still happy, at least there are friends whom I can joke around with. Nice people, so stop that please. It will piss me off soon. Dinner wasn't as good as other days. I don't really have the mood to eat. And talking about dinner now makes me hungry. aww..
I was damn sad just now when i was on the way home. I realised that when I am sad, I think back. I really miss the times I had during the long break after O Level. Really, I miss hell lot of people and I miss my long lost feelings. People are all so busy now that we seldom get the chance to meet up, not even for dinner.
I am nice and chilled. I came back after some talkings and i felt better. One good point about me is that I am easily cheered.
For information, I am saving real hard for the things I want. Unfortunatly, those things I want currently cost a lot. If people are so kind hearted, buy me my lunch please. For those who are not, get me a job. I need a high pay job to satisfy my wants and my wish for the year 2006. I don't want to have any regrets. So please be sympatric and understand, thank you.
I am getting high already. "So much for the happy ending." (Lavigne & Walker, 2004)
P.M.S.-ing
Just shut up, don't talk to me to piss me off.
