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| I feel so calm yet frustrated today.
I am very frustrated, but I don't have the energy to show the frustration.
I'm feeling so weak, my knees are gonna buckle and the next moment I'd fall flat on my face.
I think I'm going to throw up in a minute.
I feel like a shrimp, I can't sit straight.
It hurts, bloody hell.
Cycling is postponed till tomorrow, but I don't know if I'd be able to make it.
I just wanna lie in bed and cry.
Anyway, shifting over to xanga.com/firefly_f
I don't like the first few entries of this xanga, too many disgustingly upsetting memories.
& I love Tingz for helping me with the theme of the firefly_f.
Bye bye.
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| I don't think I can survive this anymore.
Syl & Tingz suddenly just came over to my house and they borrowed Dead Mary to watch. The show was scary, kept screaming throughout, though I didn't really watch it. I "slept" through it. Haha I always skip such movies I realise. Like Saw4 at Kukup.
Anyway, I think I must have spilled some drink on the floor earlier when I came home, and there were like ants around the drink and a whole line which leads back up to this hole in the wall. I really didn't know what to do with it because I squeal at the sight of one ant. & there was a line.
I hate this, I don't know how long more can I take this whole no maid shit. I'm trying my very best to adapt to it, since it's just like, another 5 more days and it'll be all over, but still, 5 days can be a very long time.
Tingz and Syl didn't want to help me at first, so I called my mum and cried on the phone. She told me to like either put a newspaper over them and try to step on it or pour water. Newspaper is a silly idea because it won't kill them! So I tried to pour water but it didn't really have much use.
By the time I was crying and I actually couldn't really see anything and the two of them came to my rescue. & I passed the Bygone thing to Sylvia so she could like spray the ant hole.
They sort of killed them all with tissues and water and they told me to clear up the rest. I couldn't think of anything else but those cleaners who always use thongs to pick up rubbish. But I only had those for food, so I ended up tying plastic bags over the thongs and then picking them up. I had to hold them in one hand and the other the rubbish bag, and when I picked up one of the tissue clumps the ends were still alive and running all around the tissue and I started to cry all over again.
I hate this, I really hate this. Someone please come to my rescue, Donna preferably. & get me out of this shit.
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| I came home feeling like I had the perfect life the past two days. Then I read some things that made me realise that well, I made a mistake, again. I neglected others while I was enjoying myself.
I hate it when I hurt others. Oh well, who does? But I hate it when I hurt others knowing that I had. I hate it that I hurt others because there's no other way out.
I hate it that I have to constantly remind myself to strike a balance between groups of people, cause I know that this is something that I'm really bad at. I hate myself for doing that to you when I nearly died when she did that to me. I know how you feel, believe it or not. & yet the irony is that I'm the one doing it to you now.
My blog entires have been so random and complicated and confusing these days that I think I must have got many confused. But I guess it doesn't matter, what's going on in my life won't exactly affect anyone who's currently reading this.
I don't know how to handle the truth behind certain things. I'd have wished that I didn't know it at all. Knowing how C feels right now, I don't know how to act normal around C. I never knew that C felt this way, all the while. The very very very long while. Dated back... Half a year ago? Ahh well, it didn't affect anyone, so I shall just try to act like as if I don't know anything? But it's hard not to notice it. Omg I hate this.
Okay I want to cancel it but I don't want to cancel it. So there goes.
Let's just blog about the happier things.
So yesterday, had lunch with Tingz and Ryan. Well the main purpose was to get the Kukup pictures from him, but wow, we both forgot. It was hilarious, laughed throughout the whole meal. No point saying it out here, I doubt anyone will find it funny anyway. But everything finally felt normal. Everything was in place. Yesterday was one of the many perfect days of my life.
I did housework yesterday, Tingz helped, helped a great deal.
She swept, I mopped, and the floor was smelling so fresh and it was clean! I was so proud of myself for yesterday. I boiled water! (Though it was the self boiling type, but I still did.) & we tried to hang the clothes out to dry, to realise that other neighbours are keeping them in. Had a great deal of screaming when we found some weird round egg-lookalike shit growing on the clothes peg. Hair still stands when I think of how it looks like.
I ironed the clothes, a few. She did the rest. & I was so stupid. I ironed for so long, and was complaining that the iron wasn't working because there were still creases on the shirt. Then I realised that I didn't turn on the switch. SO I WAS IRONING WITH A COOL IRON.
Damn, I have so much more to learn.
& I was really fascinated with the washing machine! It allowed me to look at it work. I saw how it works, swishing the clothes around.
Tingz was like my mum. There she go, packing my room, ironing and folding the clothes, while I was sitting there trying to finish my homework because I've so little days left to leaving for Korea.
I don't know what I'd do without her. She's like another Donna. She packed my room so well that when I went in I exclaimed "Omg Donna is back!" Hah it was quite retarded.
So, to reward us her after a hard day of work, mum brought us to Chang, a Korean charcoal bbq restaurant. I hate Korean food, so I didn't exactly enjoy dinner a lot. But it was still pleasant I guess. I wonder how much the bill came to though. Mum didn't tell me.
Ate Ben & Jerry's after that. Chocolate Therapy! It's the second time that I'm eating it, and still loving it. I like it when they come up with new flavours.
Mum promised that we'd eat at Long Beach and make sure that we make reservations on the night before we leave, which is Monday. So that's cool, cause I'd miss seafood.
Because of Kukup, my everyday meal includes Curry. Or seafood. Well other than yesterday. Ahh it seems like my life revolves around Kukup. Still.
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Today, woke up early in the morning to study with Ryan and Cs (Kukup, again). Was funny as usual, laughed a lot. Quite productive too, we studied efficiently for like 2 hours? Nearly there. Then we headed to eat and J8.
I wanna buy the answer questions thing. It's really cute! But wonder if it really works. Ate Subway after ten thousand years, before leaving cause they had training.
& because of our random talk about riding bicycle, Ryan kept wanting to cycle and all of a sudden, we're going to cycle tonight. Tentatively, cause it seems like they might have stuffs on tomorrow morning. I'm quite free though. Am I? Yeah I am. Only have to shop for my boots and I'm done.
So yeah, tentatively we're meeting at 1am tonight and cycling to Esplanade. I wonder what time I'd reach home. I better go take a short nap later in the evening. Cycling and photos! It's gonna be coooool.
Oh, and the main purpose for today's studying is the take the Kukup pictures disc, and AGAIN, we both forgot. Ahhhh, no wonder we're good friends. We both say sheesh and have bad memory. Damn.
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| Syncing iPod now, I love the feeling of have a fully equipped iPod after that. 
Then again, I'm stealing Tingz 3days of hard work and just happily adding the lyrics and I'd be done. But lyrics for 800++ songs, I think I might just die. 
Day 2 of Donna not at home. Tingz is gonna help me clean the house later.
Omg she's worse than my mum, she's scolding me now for blogging so I'm speed blogging now. Okay bye before she yells at me.
P.S.
I HAVE NOT DONE MY HOMEWORK YET. I'VE YET TO FINISH SYNCING. WE'RE HAVING LUNCH LATER AND I HAVE NO TIME AT ALL.I MUST FINISH EVERYTHING BEFORE LUNCH, WHICH IS 2HOURS AWAY. YAY.
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