slept with a bad mood, woke up to a worse mood.

but my p3 tutee made it all better. :)

happy teachers' day to all teachers (and tutors!) out there. :)

Don’t tell me she made you laugh
Because that laugh belongs to me
Don’t tell me she made you smile
Because I know what you can do with that smile of yours
She’d never leave you if she’s seen that smile
And I’ve seen that smile.

i need to unwind unwind unwind unwind unwind i absolutely hate school.
i take back what i said about never touching alcohol again.
bring on the bloody booze.

UNWIND. i hate reality. REALITY SUCKS AND IT GODDAMN HURTS ME TO MY BONES.

reality is a knife so sharp it splits my bones into pieces and i can't pick them up anymore.

MOODY. GRUMPY. just so bloody moody for no reason. why do i always always feel so moody?

i can't live up to your expectations and mine. I HATE IT. I HATE YOU, LYNN.

ouch. don't tell me all that. i've heard them all before. you make me feel SO bad. it's tearing me apart.

i'm so fucked. but what's new?

i just want to fall into somebody's arms and sob.

and my mom got me a victorian locket. i hate real butterflies but absolutely love butterfly designs. it opens up to become a little mirror. which is pointless, though.

ken got me this really nice pendant from aussie. and handmade earrings. they are all one-of-a-kind. and a purse from roxy. sweet.

just a fucked up girl who's looking for her piece of mind.
so don't give me yours.

:(

too much to think

there are another twelve stops to home
each one i match
they just seem to spell out your name
my vision's getting blur
because the train runs so fast
yet i still see your image swirl past
sorry if you think you're a fool
maybe i made you journey towards me
but smile boy
you pulled me away from the city too
and showed me the suburban fun
look at the time we spent: not much
but enough
maybe you'll forgive me
but now
i'm at no. 13.

retail therapy

doesn't really work. went shopping with my mom today and i bought and bought and bought close to $200. i was really happy throughout all of my shopping but after that, when i'm home, i don't even feel like going through my purchases. :(

whiney whiney whiney grumpy whiney grumpy whiney grumpy grumpy whiney moody whine whine moody grumpy whine attention deficit.

you know, you only want attention from a particular person. am i not right?

yucks, i hate myself. for being such an idiot.