the incentive of going back home on a thu was so strong that i was forced to vomit out 500 words within 3 hours. 500 words of bullshit, that is. whoo. and the best thing! didnt even bother proofreading my stupid essay. i hate als101 ttm. there's still the friggin research paper. totally gonna die for that. but till then, i'll continue with wtv im doing now, taking things one step at a time. (which also means screwing school and just playing)
and a reward for bullshitting 1199words was dessert dessert and more yummy desserts adding 1kg to me! hhaha nice. but it was really quite awesome.

guitar-ing with daddy was like omg funfunfun. havent done that since i started picking up guitar from him in sec4. did some recordings. which was quite funny coz there were some screw ups. but oh wtv as long as its funnn! :D

i really really really hate to be reminded of that coz it really sucks to know im just a number 2. no matter what you say or how much u tell me it aint true or how much u try to make me forget, the fact still remains that im just another one. not the first. i do try to ignore and push it aside everytime the reminder alarm goes off. seriously. and i do just fine actually. until like today, something was said. and then i couldnt look at you again and had to turn away for awhile coz it hurt so bad. im sorry. i really tried to be fine. or tried to act like i was. and im sorry for not knowing how to articulate my feelings well enough. but even if i did, there isnt anything that you could or do. its a decision i have to make and stick with.

daddy says love never lasts. what is left when love is gone is the commitment.
i have a feeling he is right.
and that sucks leh. how love doesnt actually last.
so mama and kongkong are living tgt just to take care of each other. huh.. ): no likey..