cynosure

did a cover of flyleaf’s fully alive. i feel so accomplished :D

a, you ditched me thrice for your fucking schoolmates you supposedly hate. you expect me to turn up to your performance and try to guilt trip me into going. i said okay, expecting you to get the tickets because i don’t know any shit about republic. you then tell me that you can’t get tickets and want me to go there and try my luck. i declined because i knew that if there weren’t anymore tickets, i’d be a lost duck on your campus. you try to guilt trip me again. too bad ah, sick of your bullshit already.

f, every single time we plan to go to a meetup or concert, you’d always back out because ‘you’re not prepared’ and stuff like that. if you know it’s gonna happen every fucking time, WHY EVEN SUGGEST TO GO?

i have alot to say about you both. but screw it. fuckers.

i find your excuse fucking invalid. we’re all polytechnic students, we all have our own shit to deal with. i don’t mean to be a bitch but you’re taking super basic stuff over at republic. it’s the same shit everyday and i believe your UT’s are like fucking easy. you know what? if you what to behave like this, fine. i don’t give a shit. all you people can go fuck yourselves.

i like two boys who are total opposites of each other. one a cute dragonboater who has been a friend since we were four, and the other a used-to-be-okay-looking-nerd (he says so himself) from ELDDFS back in secondary school.

i have to say, even though i sometimes am shallow and go for looks, i’d rather pick someone who connects with me on an intellectual level rather than have a good looking guy that i’d argue with everyday.

i remember being with this eurasian guy. he was an asshole and ended things just because i wouldn’t play dumb just to fit in with his drug-abusing, glue-sniffing mat friends. he put me down in every way possible and he’d call me every night, drunk. i wonder how many girls actually act dumb and make themselves look cheap just to attract guys. i suppose there would be like alooot of them out there.

i don’t get it. looks are superficial. it will all go away with age. why be so shallow and only look on the outside? pretty but stupid = wth. goodlooking and smart = bonus. i admit i’m not the best looking person around, i don’t care about my boob size or my waist for that matter. i know that if i am true enough to myself and everyone else, people wil like me for who i am. why bother with someone who wants you to change everything about yourself?

i feel really bad ‘cus i rejected a guy just because he’s all hiphop-y and stuff. and the other music dude. i just have these two yknow? (db and drama guy) ok, i’m just nuts and talking to the ticking of the clock in my head.

Walked home in the rain with Augustana’s Boston on repeat. It somehow made me happy and every droplet seemed to wash away the bullshit from the day. Makes me want to wish for rain everyday.

“Today you are you-er than you who is true-er than true” That line from Dr Seuss’ has been stuck in my head for the past few days. The irony is, i’d rather be you, or her, or him. Anyone as long as it isn’t me.

Moo.

(via lexamous)

murraythenut:

Twitter Vs Cult

penguinprostitution:

i’m reading ‘diary of a wimp kid’ I, II & III again. 
stick that in your pipe and smoke it.

i have all three and i don’t know why i love them. maybe it’s because greg heffly (or however you spell it) looks rather cute