rehabilitation of mind. i crave for a peace of mind right now. but why are people hell bent on pissing me off? drones on repetitively about the same damned things for the 4,6879 time when i just want you to shut up. cant you read my facial expression? what are you dumb? oh yeah.
sometimes i wish life was as easy as friendster. you go through your 'friends' list and happily delete people off. that would be da bomb mann. its tiring keeping up pretences for the sake of not stirring up trouble and not offending this/that/him/her. its taking its toll on me, pretending.

life's a bitch
but hey, so am i
so screw you.

and today's prolly the last time i'll see most of my classmated shucks its gonna be hell alot diff without them arnd. the journey of being a year 1 again which started out prettay hellish [with no help from you, you or you, thanks very much] suddenly became much more bearable with the existence of A01's neurotic people. this 3 months surpassed anything i'd ever imagined. sorry if i were too harsh with my words and actions on anyone yea? deepest and sincerest apologies.

i'll post pics up tmr.

i wanna be thousands of feet up in the sky. i wanna be so high i'll float right through the rainbow tinted clouds and the land below will be specks of moss green and dirty mud brown,absolutely insignificant from where im sitting by the window. i wanna be so high im flying. but these paper planes are the closest to flying i'll get. for now.

life's not a joke to me, never has been.