done

angst galore!

i have been realising increasingly over the past few days that many of the people i talk to on a regular basis are only interested in themselves and have no regard whatsoever for the things i want to say.

all they do are talk over me and shove their shit in my face.

i am done with all of this shit, i tell you.

i am not talking to you anymore.

goodbye and good fucking riddance.

space-bound

today i learnt more about your life - oddly enough through eminem songs, lol.

space bound is one of the saddest songs i've heard in a very long time, she is a special and lucky girl. ;)

how can a wonderful person such as you have gone unnoticed?

haha - this is going to be somewhat of a rebound for me, i just know it

wtf michelle lim enough.

ps. it's weird though, things are changing. i think that i have become a more optimistic and cheerful and magnanimous person since talking to him last night. what the bleep is happening?? it feels as if he is responsible for the disappearance of the storm clouds that form my aura. hahahaha.

once upon a time

there was a girl called michelle

and michelle made a new friend in the unlikeliest of people

and she felt that this was the first person ever who came close to understanding her

is this the beginning of a beautiful and epic friendship?

...

...

...

(let's not get ahead of ourselves here)

:)

you're so fucking special

Creep

 radiohead

When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so fucking special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here

I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice when I'm not around
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell I'm doing here?
I don't belong here

She's running out the door
She's running out
She runs runs runs

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't belong here

ps. i would like to clarify that this post is not the result of having just recently watched the social network (i watched it when it first came out), i just stumbled upon this while i was surfing 8tracks. :)

i feel like crap

i have spent most of the past week swinging between hating and being angry at myself for wasting the past five years of my life on something i cannot even label and wallowing in self pity because certain people are treating me like crap

I AM DONE WITH ALL THIS SHIT

it is time for yet another wake up call.

ohgod this is so boring i cannot bring myself to continue writing

goodbye

hmm..

sometimes as i sit in front of my computer and stare blankly at the screen in front of me i wonder if there is any point in me maintaining two blogs...

my friend leonard

just got back from tarland today, spent the past few hours doing laundry and recycling...

(i think some of dr s rubbed off on me, i suddenly felt intense remorse for not recycling!!! i even set up reminders on my phone telling me when the blue bins will be collected so they can finally take out the paper!!! i went to dump some paper in just now and it was so full it wasn't funny -_-)

and getting my stuff together for my portfolio... i should start looking into buying genuine ink so i can print my stuff out properly...

anyway i have decided that i have added another resolution to my list (and we're already passing the quarter-year mark, HAHA): i will recycle! :)

am also trying to work on my resolution to read more, haven't added any books to my read books list.. :/

starting on my friend leonard, hope to stick with it until i finish it (i need a longer attention span!!!!)

it starts off with a pretty interesting sentence:

on my first day in jail, a three hundred pound man named porterhouse hit me in the back of the head with a metal tray.

i think the first sentence of every book is the most important sentence.

let's hope this will be as much of a ride as a million pieces!

also

staying afloat. :)