so this is growing up

dear you,

i hate that it feels like i barely know you anymore.

i miss you, buddy.

-S

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i hate people, i hate gatherings, i hate people at gatherings, i hate gatherings with people.

termite

hee hee hee hee hee hee

i wish my back would stop aching so i can start enjoying myself now. i think this is God's punishment to me for stealing cabinets.

in other news, i would just like to state for the record that seeing my sister study is making my head hurt. my little sister, who in my mind is always playing with her made-up games and her little notebook jotting down random sentences. but seeing her read stuff about the amount of rain in kuala pilah brings out my sadistic side. i can't help it.

so. hot.

you know, i'm always adamant about eating my food after i've kept it in the fridge that the whole block shares because there's always this weird smell that comes along with it. but when my brain feels like it's about to split into four equal quadrants just like the unit circle and my roommate is even more emotionally unstable than i am and it's so hot and the library's over-crowded and i keep replaying awful stuff in my head like i'm diseased and i'm yearning for some fast food, chocolate is chocolate is chocolate. with or without the weird smell.

nice knowing all of you.

THIS IS A SIGN OF IMPENDING DOOM:-

i am online on the eve of a very important examination.

i hate technology.

you're better than a lighted candle in a dark room

I) in a line at a kenduri, getting free food;

me: sooo. are we related to the bride or the groom?
abah: beats me. *takes bowl of cendol gleefully*

II) during a late night drive, while listening to U2;



me: kalau we get to hear this song live, mesti rasa macam...macam...
mummy: macam nak terbang
me: yes, exactly.


this is exactly why i needed to come back home for the weekend