one hella anti-climax mooncake festival. got dua-ed in playing with lanterns n sparklers. which was reali too bad, cuz i was tearing thru harbourfront like a crazy woman trying to buy pretty paper lanterns, of which i bought 3 in d end. all 3 sitting on my desk staring at me. waste of money, waste of effort & waste of time. reali. y do i even bother? feeling sad. for myself, for d unused lanterns. she appearantly put her sparklers & whatnot into gd use, i guess. so i'm d onli jackass stuck with lanterns for a festival koreans dun even celebrate. wat irony.
so much negative emotions now.
y cant ppl understand me better? i guess tts a familiar refrain of ppl all over d world. but sometimes i wonder if it's tt ez to misunderstand me. or is it more like they cant b bothered?
so horrible blogging abt dis kinda childish stuff, but it's bothering me surprisingly alot. i wonder y? miss d rest of the d blkers; wilson will b coming back tml (later today, in fact) & peiching will b back on wed/thur. altho i dun spend much time with them, i certainly appreciate them in all their christian goodness (no sarcasm intended heh) haha sounds like some ad for a wholesome cereal. hopefully my plans of clubbing some time dis week will not fall thru; reali need it. ha
read back all my past blog entries & realised tt there has been no mention of him in all my blog entries. tsk tsk. such a bad person i am. for all tt he's done for me, for all tt he means to me.. horrible la. not sure y it suddenly struck me also haha might b seeing him tml. i guess.. no matter how fucked up everything gets, it's always best to go back to basics. n i suppose tts wat i need to do now. back to d basics.
n breathe. no biggie.
