Sentosa

Tomorrow is the day. To flip or be flipped.

I’M SO EFFING BORED AND IT DOES NOT HELP THAT YOUTUBE DOES NOT LOAD AS FAST AS BEFORE.

Peace to the Penguinz.

123.

I want you.

Sigh.

I was inviting her into my heart.

Disappointment.

Nothing is going right.

Looks like you couldn’t care less.

Ahh. I can tell if you actually come by to read. But the stats show and I’m just ranting to absolutely no one.

I am not myself. It showed through my throwdowns just now.

I need a cigg.

In the air.

I thought you were some where around me when I was waiting for my bus at the interchange.

Your scent.

It was there.

I have to stop being like this.

Without holding a finger, you’re holding me back.

Resisting the urge to just pick up my damn phone and call/text you. My better judgement says otherwise.

Pull.

The windows are open. My fan is switched on.
Yet I still can feel the difference of the air that comes from either source.
The air that comes in from the outside feels cold.
Cold enough to ease the pain from the strings of my heart.
Give me a cigg and all shall be beautiful.
As they say, a beautiful disaster.

And studying for Marketing at this hour and in this state sucks pig nuts. I swear.

I can’t differentiate a want and a need right now. Oh well, back to the notes.

Protected: The scent.

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School.

Good afternoon one and all. Currently, yours truly is in a tutorial for the module Intro to Media Industry and Management. Bored as shit for real. Feeling a little mixed up about the stuff that’s going on around me. A lot of haters around. I am actually starting to grow tired of all of this hate. I try my best not to hate. I really do. However, I still do my fair bit of bitching. We are all humans anyway.

But what I cannot stand about bitching is that there are certain people in the world who think they are all that. When in actual fact, they are the definition of boring. Not only are they boring, they do not see their own flaws. As for myself, I do too much of self-reflection that I seem to lose some self-esteem. I absolutely cannot stand such people.

Certain characteristics like not being able to wear your underwear properly. It is so bad that I have had the “privilege” of seeing more than what I needed to see. Such a huge turn off. For real. The fact that you don’t give a fuck that your parents have paid so much just so you can get a decent education and still think about cute mixed guys just speaks for itself.

If you feel like you fall into such a category, I don’t wish to say anything. Just do what you think is right.

P.S: Being the butt of jokes all of the time ain’t fun either. No peace to the world from me this time.