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Hello, I'm Huien. Member of It's F, Bitch, with the title of Lucky Cute Bitch. |
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Next time you point a finger, I'll point you to the mirror.
.jpg) I know this is bloody act cute, but this just means a lot to me 1 year. It's probably my longest record. I don't know how I've actually had the energy to continue doing this. Maybe I've grown stronger, maybe I've not. I still feel sad whenever I see it. I think of you all the time and you probably don't know it. I hoped that that would form a special connection but you won't see it. Finally, I'm able to stop listening to your song, but then again, I'll find other lyrics to describe my feelings and at the end of the day, I'm back to square one. I've taken the wrong steps again and over again. I know I shouldn't be hoping for anything and maybe I don't hope for much anymore. Sometimes I feel that I've been thinking too much and too far, is it even normal to think about Death? And I hope that, whatever I've told to that other someone, it'll be something, that you will never find out, forever. ♥ Sometimes I don't understand why I like homecooked food so much, even though it's not exactly the best tasting food ever. It's like there's this feeling of warmth, and satisfaction, that you're home? Or maybe I was just really hungry. I think I'm pretty disappointed with HCL, Geog and Chem. And it doesn't really help that I'm falling sick at the wrong time. First day of exams, sniffing away and really bad sore throat. Second day, sniffing even more and coughing a little. Third day, nose is flowing like an endless tap and coughing like a bitch. It's kinda distracting and I think it probably annoys the whole class as well or something. Got kind of emotional during Chinese zuowen. Feel like crying everytime I'm sick. Like your head starts to whirl, and then your eyes start to hurt, and you just want to let the tears flow. I was thinking hard about what to write, and then I had many flashbacks of the past, and I just felt really bad. Went home feeling quite upset, and I think I don't deserve all the good treatment I've been getting these few days. Bro going downstairs to help me buy AAA batteries for my calculators and dictionary. Bro buying Panadol Flu MAX for me. Mum and Dad going to KLP to buy this almond drink to help relief my cough. Sad, a horrible pang of guilt just swept over me, and I guess I was pretty quiet the whole night. I didn't even whine because I didn't get to eat the Tiramisu cake. And it's amazing how those salted eggs for lunch could cheer me up today. As much as I don't like myself in the past, I miss the old days, whereby Mum, Bro and I would always feast on salted eggs once every few weeks. Bro and I would always fight tooth and nail for the biggest egg and he would always take the one with the most egg white and I'd take the one with the most egg yolk. It's amazing how something so small could actually be so satisfying. It's like, a mere salted egg, is good enough to brighten up one's day, and it means a lot. And now, even getting a new phone or whatever, is not enough. Sometimes I really love kids for their innocence, their ability to be easily satisfied and happy, but I dislike them for being very irritating at times. Will take a trip to the doctor's later. 4 papers down, 3 more to go! FIGHTING! P.S. I really shouldn't have reserved the salted egg for the last. I almost died! x_x But yummy nevertheless. P.P.S. Just a little more to outing, class chalet, PEA, Hainan World Conference, Hainan Island trip. I really am looking forward to all of these. P.P.P.S. Brand New Eyes is bloody awesome. |
