I dreamt of her yesterday. it was a happi one.
i hate it. it sunk my mood to rock-bottom.

Supposed to go breakfast at 9am, i reached sch an hour later. no lecture today, jus went there do our own things. when i said i was doing my own things, i mean kicking ball around, slamming the cupboard, disturb innocent ppl, and looking at adult materials on laptop.
ok, i was joking on the last part.

Gems were as intresting as sms-ing someone who reply you with 'one-word' answer.
hmm.
ya.
orh.

skipped building services, went to clementi shoot pool. it was in the afternoon. i was damn fuckup. dunno y when im left alone, i would reminisce of my utmost depressing occurence (think of my sad things).
when to jurong point, fork out $150 for S.H.E concert tix.
cant believe it.
this 'ah beng' going to S.H.E concert.
18 years old, blone hair >> holding a lightstick and dance along with the tune of 'buo shi mao'.
Went across green line(train) with kenny. he put something into my head.
im a person who give up veri, veri easily.
im using her* to forget my ex.
people must be used to be single-- in order to cherish a relationship.

im a loser in terms of love, and being loved. i had given love a bad name.
stop sending msg wrongly to mii.
jus tend my 450.
thank u.

i wanted veri veri much to confess a thing. i need help from a pig.

Holiday next week.
do wad?
still pending.