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Thursday, May 27, 2010, 5:15 PM
GSS + Summer sales + end season sales

Gonna go to town later with my mum.

I feel so damn weird these few days. I feel un-me sometimes. That's pretty scary.

I feel so dgndnkdnbreherhnd. I don't know how to explain neither do I feel like telling anyone.

It's like everything seemed to be clear initially, then it became a messy, blurry vision.

Ppl...they say a thing and do another. No matter how much you try, it's always the same! So difficult to talk to them now.

Today...I guess I guess i expected/anticipated too much, at the end of the day...I don't get what I expect. Only more disappointments. Been hoping and hoping, but nothing good ever happens. Shit happens. What you want/think, isn't what you get. sadly.

So what if I turn sixteen tmr, do I look different, become smarter or anything? For two consecutive birthday...only shit happens. (quarreling with my parents, disappointments from friends respectively). if miracles happen. Hopefully tmr would be a better day.

I feel like a fucking pessismist now. can't help, even though i really want to feel happy.

So much for being...anyway i'm so confused now. so fucking confused.

I'm talking shit. I need to get this shit off my chest. I hope no one reads this. BYE.

I think i know why tricia.......Because now i understand. I guess ppl will nvr understand until they put themselves in others' shoes.

O's in 3days i shouldn't be bothered with this kind of things.