think i'm going schizo soon. think it's been a long time since i last drank. that's why this kid's size party drink can make me so depressed. maybe because i really am depressed. maybe i need some divine guidance. revelation. on how to get out of this sticky situation.


felt like blurting out a long string of ______________ at the bus-stop just now when i realised it's horribly late and i'm in danger of missing my last bus though there's like 3 buses at that bus-stop that goes home. The forever eating up all our money yet under-budget SBS buses hates me. i know they do. they know what time i'll be at the bus-stop and they set up a plot to stall me and then throws a party when they succeed.


my last bus did appear in the end.


i wonder if i could bathe in wine.


feel like crying.


supposed to go punggol tml again. the teacher-in-charge din inform me of anything tho. i wish i could record my life down. on videocams. wish i could store up all my tears and label their date and cause. wish i could pour acid unto my skin and watch it dissolve the hydrophobic bonds on my tan skin. wonders if i can survive tml. i should count my blessings. another day of peace is a blessing. i wish that a month could pass safely. just one month. just one month...





hope all these is just pms. but i know it's not.