One week more to the so-called happiness and freedom. Tuition yesterday, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow's tomorrow. I feel like that life's squeezing my strength out of me. "Human are created to bounce back from any setbacks." But not all human are created with equal strengths to fight back on. I'm lacking in strength. Physically, mentally, emotionally. You know sometimes I don't even know why I'm trying so hard to forget and move on and eventually fall deeper. "It'll go away one day." It will. Even the day when I die, it's also called one day. I can't wait for that day any longer. I'm tearing myself apart and I'm breaking down real soon. And the breakdown this time would probably be something which is different.

Stupid Kang Yu! How can we ever be best friends?! Insane boy.

PEZed and BJed with Yuan. Food is so burning a hole in my pocket and it's tearing all my clothes. Okay, whatever. Anyone up for Seoul Garden next Friday after Choy, Jon and Yuan cut their hair after History paper? A mini piuny celebration or whatever it's called. LOL.
And my mum has never seen me eaten so much before that now she asked me if I have any problems. Maybe she thinks I'm depressed. I have alot of reasons to be anyway. But yes, I eat to occupy my mind with food. Helps alot.

You know I still have those condoms in my purse. And even till its expiry date, I don't think I'll ever want to throw it away. And that 29 thing which we stole from the teacher's locker. Still intact in my wallet. Pretty much everything's still around, lingering.
Fuck, I should really stop this.

Where's my joker when I'm really in need of jokes.

Drip, drip, drip.
7:35 PM