Happy New Year! ♥

Bittersweet goodbye, 2011. 

I will write a post about you in a while. 

Although....

...this is cheering me up. I don't even know why. I'll just go on and stick with this while my parents are arguing and just ajsdhgjkahdsgjhaldghajsdghladgadgadg. Yeah, so before this post gets smothered by ajsdhgkajdhglahdsglj....here it is:

Thanks, Chryssie. 

You know what?

I think my New Year's Eve celebration is about to flunk again. So much for one HAPPY new year, huh? My parents are fighting over a such a petty thing. Unreasonable. Terribly unreasonable like two little kids. You know what? I felt so damn pissed minutes ago. Now? I just feel....empty. Indifferent. Apathetic. Cause really? What was I expecting?

2011, my love-hate relationship with you was interesting. Thank you. I'm sorry. I don't know what to say anymore nor do I know what to do.


Great. Now I have to settle with my mom's less than average cooking for dinner since they're all so grumpy and mad and just damn unreasonable to go out to some decent restaurant for good food.

If it isn't my own dysfunctional self, it's these two. I'm caught in the middle again. Damnit. Why am I always caught in the middle? I want to hop on some vehicle and zoom all the way to my cousins' house for some dose of merriment because this house is lonely and dreary and DEAD. Just damn dead.

Better yet, I want to sob deep heaving sobs. How great is my life?


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well fck. 

Hello there.

I'm finally hooome. Tired and happy. The good kind of tired. The kind where you just want to curl up in your bed, but before you do so, you manage to muster all the energy you have left to contemplate about the memories you've made today, the smiles that have been plastered on your face unknowingly, the bursts of laughter without even trying....all that and a lot more. It's been a day of camwhoring, pigging out, lazy road trips and more pigging out with my two cousins.

Here's the only downside...well, this restaurant....ohgod. We've been flogged by poor service, an inconsiderately noisy vicinity, terribly unreasonable prices and the food wasn't even that good. Gaaah.

Chryss, I'm sorry. Check your mentions in twitter. You know, I don't normally curse online but argh, fvck this.

She treads the waves to stay afloat

To stay within the places

The ones you deemed  the neutral zones

I am in the process of writing a poem that will likely be depressing, just like all the poems I write. 

Uh...or maybe not. We'll see. 

Guess what?

I'm listening to Cody Simpson.

I was bored, looking for some albums to download and I don't know what happened. I downloaded his Coast to Coast EP. He has nice songs. No worries, though.  The chance of me becoming some fan girl, some Simpsonizer, or whatever you guys call his fans,  is about uh....3 %? It's unlikely.

Usually, I get attached to the music, anyway, not the artist.

Anyways, here's one song I like from his EP:

Crazy But True ~

And I like this cover of Viva La Vida by T-Swizzle. Haha.

Just sharing. Haha. 

13 - Crappy Wednesday

• Woke up at 1 pm. Lazy me is lazy.
• Did nothing useful. Nothing at all.
• I just wanted to scream at everyone. Tsk tsk.
• I miss my dog. Bring him baaack. 
• The Book Thief. Figurative language. Aaah, beautiful. 
• Baby oranges. All day, everyday!
• I attempted to study SS. Hahahahahahahahhaha.
• Dinner out with my parents at Diamond Palace, some Chinese restaurant. Yum. 
• Rushed to SM. Literally rushed. T'was almost closing time but my mom had to dash for her reservation of this handbag she wanted. 
• New earphooones. Yay. 
• Home. 
• Anger. 
• Post about anger that I reverted to draft. Why? Well, for one, I'm feeling cautious somehow, it was a bit too obvious, and lastly, I know something is wrong with me. It just won't leave my mind. It's practically implanted into this little brain of mine. It's eating me up and just like you, I can't let it go that easily. Just like you, it's messing with my mind, too. Just like you, I can't forget that easily either. But unlike you, I feel like I don't have a choice anymore. No either ways. Just your way. 
• "You" is italicized. Can you sense my distaste? 
• I liked you before. When this thing didn't rise to the surface and suffocate me when I floating face down. 
• Something is seriously wrong with me. 
• I think I'm insane. 
• I am. 

11 & 12

Okay so, Monday, 26th of December, let's see.

• Pretty much useless. 
• Watched two movies but bah, who cares? 
• Pigging out at home. Yum.
• Aunt's party
• Cam whoring 
• Karaoke night
• Socially awkward penguin so I went to call Chryss....
• ...but I couldn't hear half of what she was saying
• After hogging the phone, I became an awkward penguin again.
• I played with this teddy bear with wings
• Then I went to my cousins' room...
• ....and played games on her phone...
• ...while my cousin with the broken arm sat around, wide-eyed and all, like he had a big problem...
• ....idk.
• Then, I went home.
• And stayed up late. Yay

Pffft. Our faces. Ohmy. 

I love them. 

Fooling 'round with the birthday girl

Karaoke night

Uh.....look what a mess of an awkward penguin I am. Trying to hear Chryssie in the midst of all that "I LOVE YOUUUUUUU MY MY MY DELILAAAAAAH~". Failing miserably. 

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Tuesday, 27th of December

• I deemed the day useless when I woke up at 11 am.
• But I was wrong.
• Stiff neck and cramps. Terrible.
• Pigged out and read. 
• Baby oranges!!!!!!!!! 
• Then my cousin called. Sassy Asian.
• Then, she came over.
• Then, we watched Easy A while I had a stiff neck. Halfway through, I started noticing the oranges. Everywhere.  
• Went to SM. Supposedly, we were going gift shopping but ended up clothes shopping for my mother.
• That sassy Asian is a closeted fashion guru. 
• My mother + the sassy Asian = This is fun, but I'm hungry so let's go eat.
• Mcdoooo! PIG OUUUUT. I swear I think I'm gonna die early. Knock on wood for me? 
• Got the coffee dangler. Woooo.
• Shopped some more til closing time.
• Brought the Asian home
• Hoooooome sweet hoooome
• Late night phone call
• Hehe 
• 1:30 am.
• Can't say any more. 
• Haha thanks. 
• Blog post about how happy I was. 
• Joe Brooks before I fell asleep. 

asdkjfkadj;kajds;gkjadgjagkja Argh

Bring Mushu back, you....you people. Unfortunately, I think I've built up this emotional attachment again. God, I've had him for like what? 2 days? And ugh, just bring him baaaaaack :(((((((((((

This is my period, btw. I want to scream at everyone. He won't die ok he won't!!!! Just because something's small and two months old, doesn't mean it'll die! Sad life. Gaaaah. Ugh. kajsdgkja;sdkgjadkg incoherent shit. 

Haha.

This feels really nice. I wouldn't mind feeling this wonderment and lightheartedness for the rest of my life. And guess what? I'm actually sleepy at 1:28 am. This is new. Usually, I just force myself to go to bed for the sake of  letting my parents have their peace of mind and all. So I guess I'm going to bed now. I had a really great night, something to remember.

Aw, shucks. This feels really nice.

I just happen to fancy this song, and it's relevant too. 

So good night...or in this case, good morning. It's been fun.























And you know what? Just forget about it. Let's just laugh.
HAHA. 

Okay.

So I'm sitting here learning some songs on the guitar via Youtube tutorials, fuming. Listen here, dearie. I don't want to end up like I did last night so cut me some slack and stop that little act of yours.

I'm on the verge of slamming my keyboard, punching my computer screen and all that, but that will just make my fist hurt and my parents angry. No good. No good at all.