boo.

here to save my blog from rotting. hmmm. nothing much changed around here. just enjoying my time watching teevee and all. haha. okay. shall go now. toodles.

HEAR ME SCREAM.

i am really at my wits' end. i'm doing all i can
not to burst out with all my stupid unhappiness.
all i ever get from this home is shelter - a place to live.

i'm awake. i'm focused. i'm done fretting. done living in a bubble outside reality.

haven't blogged for awhile. hmmm. o levels ended a few days ago. went out with friends and fell sick the next day. again. and then stayed at home since then. my room's apparently in a mess still cause i'm not yet done arranging my books in order. make space for all the new books huh. mother actually scolded me for throwing out all my seconday school books, saying that i should keep them for another few months. she's trying to mean that i will retain in sec4 -.-" i haven't much enjoyed myself since exams ended. but i feel so free. too free actually. and it makes me uncomfortable, thinking i should be studying or something instead of stoning and watching grey's anatomy on repeats in my dvd player.

i'm really bored now. it's like suddenly i have all this time. and i'm not enjoying one bit of it. i hate change. i hate the change in people.

there are some songs that you love yet hate it. hate it damn freaking much cause as the song plays, memories have also begun to play out as well. i think this current blogsong rocks. not that it brings up anything of the past. just that i cried when i heard this song in grey's anatomy. ha. this is one random thought in my pathetic life.

Leave me out with the waste
This is not what I do
It's the wrong kind of place
To be thinking of you
It's the wrong time
For somebody new
It's a small crime
And I've got no excuse

Is that alright?
Give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright?
If you don't shoot it
how am I supposed to hold it
Is that alright?
Give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright
Is that alright with you?

Leave me out with the waste
This is not what I do
It's the wrong kind of place
To be cheating on you
It's the wrong time
but she's pulling me through
It's a small crime
And I've got no excuse

Is that alright?
Give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright?
If you don't shoot it
how am I supposed to hold it
Is that alright?
Give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright
Is that alright with you?

Is that alright?
Is that alright?
Is that alright with you?
Is that alright?
Is that alright?
Is that alright with you?

no