HAPPY YOUTH DAY YOUTHS!

TODAY, yet again, i spend the day with farah, arisa & mary ((: so mary, arisa & i went down to SP to meet farah. well we sat in macs and i swear to god we bitched about every other student that walked past. the outrageous hairdos, the malfunctioned wardrobe that calls for fashion police, those unsightly footwear, those old indian men who are students, i pity farah seriously. then farah took us for a tour ard SP. FUCKING TIRING! SP is so so so huge and mary, arisa and i were dead tired at the end of the tour. when farah meant tour, i swear she fucking meant it.

then headed over to jurong point for a while where i witnessed mary playing the drums in the arcade! haha! he is damn good at it! and he tells me, he's not that good, they're better drummers!

then after that went back to bishan, met fadhil, walked around j8 and watched him binge, and he pulled my legs till jurong!

yea thats about it, came back fucking tired and dead.
pardon the fucks in the post.

don't you find it funny how someone can break your heart into a million pieces and you still love them with all the little pieces? it kinda intrigues me. and as much as we try our best to reason out why we sould get over the person, the heart always stops us from doing so. and as much as we know that things are not meant to be, we still give ourselves that little glimmer of hope though we know ultimately we're not going to get what(who) we want. and in the end we hurt ourselves more. is this really love, cause i thought love's not suppose to hurt.

i have to learn to let go cause i've lost what i've got.