i feel so fucking stress lately.
ngo hou fan! but in fact I always feel that way.
But seems like it’s getting more serious for these pass weeks.

and my hair, it falls damn a lot lately it’s like I’m going bald soon.
my mom keep telling me in a rather annoying tone that I’m gonna go bald.
Okay, I get it. I know my hair is falling!
I’m already paranoid enough, don’t have to add in a little bit here and there everyday.
I know she’s concern too but don’t talk to me in that way.

I’m not sure if it’s the stress.
OR the shampoo cause since I changed shampoo, it falls like nobody business.
OR the Liese bubble thingy.

I dyed my hair and changed shampoo at the same time, so I’m not too sure.
I shall start using my mom’s shampoo and see if there’s any changes but I actually like my shampoo cause it smells nice.
And cause someone remembers the smell of my hair ):
I really don’t feel like changing it but if it’s not the cause of my shampoo, it just means my dooms day is here.

I’m stressing out about my future. Stressing out about things I shouldn’t stress about.
Most of the times I make myself stress for nothing. ‘zhi gei loh lei fan’.
My habit, which sucks so much. Why do I always take things so fucking seriously?

I need to worry less. Think less. Stress less.
And really really try to enjoy life. People said things will settle on its own when time comes.
Will they?

I’ll try. to be less paranoid and to feel less stress.
Will really try.
And if you ever figure out what-the-fuck happened to my hair, please tell me.

Or maybe it’s hormone’s problem, what my aunt said.
Maybeeeeeeee because my period came after two weeks it end.
Wtf, my machine sot guai jor. I’m dyingggggggg oh nooooooooooooooooo! U__U

And I need to stop rambling about all these fucking things!!
Tomorrow’s gonna be a rather dreadful day, maybe I have the rights to ramble. pfft.
Off to bed.

Good night world.

who the fuck jinx my mid-autumn?
this is no joke. i’m all alone at home for the past two mid-autumn and now here i am in front of this piece of shit alone!
i’m serious, you can have a look here and here.
it wasn’t suppose to be this way. me and my friends have plan but it just didn’t work out due to some unforeseeable shit.
someone must have jinx it, otherwise it wont turn out like this every year since i break up. Fml!

i really feel like shit now cause i was so looking forward to our mid-autumn’s plan!!
sigh, enough of my angry ranting.
still i hope you guys have a happy mid-autumn festival.
have fun y’all. i’ll just go and figure something out.

or hide at my room’s corner wtf.

you can defend yourself in front of whoever in every way.
but you can never defend yourself in front of your God.
cause He know everything you did.

make sure you can sleep well every night.
cause at the end of the day, you’ll get what you deserve.
i really don’t know how you can brainwash yourself and think that you did nothing wrong.
when in fact, what you did is beyond imagination.

people will know. sooner or later.

arghh!
i very geram the stupid tmnet at sri petaling!!
takes forever to process my uni pack, damn it.
all my friends who register it later than me got theirs already! ):<
pfft, damn mad.

and please, i really really wanna chop off my damn hair.
i’m waiting for my friend to come back to kl to give me a hair cut. U_U
i beh tahan my stupid hair already, ugh.

when guy’s stress, they go bald.
i’m not gonna go bald like britney spears, but i really wanna chop it off!

sigh, i’ve been missing out a lot of classes lately due to work and the penang trip.
i seriously feel so bei inside the class.
my lecturer talked bout jungle tracking because he loves it.
and he said, ‘you guys must go for jungle tracking at least …’, waiting for us to complete his sentence.
and my answer inside my mind is ‘at least once in a lifetime’ (because i dislike jungle tracking and camping and what not).
he continues ‘..at least one in every six months’.
my reaction, ‘…. swt, luckily i didn’t answer him wtf’ -_-

another one was when he asked, ‘what is the food the copywriter needs?’.
yah, its the copywriting class which i’m taking for the second time cause i fail it! pfft!!
so my answer for his question inside my mind was ‘chicken essence..’ ‘grapes or some kind of fruit that can make the brain more creative..’
and someone answered him, ‘ideas’.
lecturer: YES! correct
me: (wtf!! chicken essence wtf. how can i think of such things wtf!)

i think of real food ok, fail.com.
aih i stomach pain now i don’t want to type anymore.
angry pfft!

):<

i feel so vulnerable these days.
it’s always like that when i took my shield off.
people these days are so fuck up, they try their best to make you unhappy.
it’s like a joke to them or something.

by the way, i have phobia doing my assignment now.
i need to hand in my assignment to the same lecturer who fail me couple of semesters ago.
he fail my assignment, and now i’m afraid.
sigh, i feel so stone right now.

please will someone bring me to a place where there’s full of nice music so i can stop thinking for a couple of hours.
back to assignment now. bye

from now on, i’m not gonna care whatever that will happen in your life again.
i’ve been trying my best not to make you feel unhappy.
trying to make things calm.

but now. i’m not gonna adjust to you ever again.
there’s a reason why i doubt things you said earlier on.
that’s the way you work things, but it aint my way.
so you carry on with your way.

i’m not gonna give a flying fuck.
stop destroying my mood!
you make me feel sad. you jeopardize our friendship and relationship.

very well.

I’ve been awake since 9 in the morning, went to work and all until now which is almost 3am.
Such a long long day.
At this very moment, I’m not feeling happy.
No, I don’t mean emo or sad, just not happy. I hope you get what I mean.

It’s somewhat bothering me and I dislike it sooooo much. Cant believe I trust that shit whole heartedly. Its like a dream, it happened so fast. ):

You know what. I hate people like you.
Cakap saja pandai. When it comes to doing what you said, its fail.com.my. wtf! ..!..

I know it is never as easy as that.
Your excuse, seems like a really great one.
I didn’t give it much thought until recently and I realise, that’s quite a lame excuse.
Very lame, in fact.
I’m not THAT stupid to not know roughly what’s going on. I do know.

And thanks for the harsh words of yours, it helps a lot indeed.
I know you don’t understand.
You don’t understand what it feels like. Especially, you don’t understand me.
It’s normal for you to not understand me, not like you’ve been through all the hell I’ve been through.
Even if you don’t understand, doesn’t mean you have to come out with words that hurt. Do you?

Please do have some empathy. I’m not quite bless like you are.
I didn’t wanna act like this either and if you haven’t notice already, you’re the one who put me into this.
Sort of.

No one did shits to you just yet, till then you’ll want others to have some empathy too.
I find it hard to talk to you. I don’t want to talk to you anymore.
Because I can never trust what you said from now on.

i hate this seriously.
whenever i’m broke, i’ll definitely lost my stuff like my damn IC or my stuff will get spoil.
i plan to blog bout Zouk today but now what……my pictures are all in that damn computer. ):
fml, damn it!!!
fml fml fml fml fml fml fml…………………. T_________T