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Sunday, December 5, 2010

I'm tired of second-guessing myself, wondering what I did wrong and if I was good enough.

I'm tired of attempting to dissect the workings of your mind only to come up with a bunch of disgusting goop I don't know what to do with.

I'm tired of walking on eggshells for no particular reason.

I'm damn tired of feeling alone.

I guess that sums up my life pretty nicely.

On a sidenote, parents are coming home soon!!!!!! *screams shrieks yells squeaks faints*

I did the housechores today and was getting sick of doing it while my sister is happily playing MY laptop. tsk.

Headed out at 5+ to Jurong Point with Kucing to redeem a stupid voucher and dinner. attempted to window shop BUT there's nothing -_-

haiya.

headed back and now i'm at my grandad's trying to finish up my CCOM and MCOM.

The difference between me and those girls of yours?

They treat you like a gem.

But I?

I expect to be treated like one.