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i was trying to draft a proper entry when i realised i never could do so even when im really sober. so here i am, after i blew off my friends for brunch,and dinner plans cancelled. im stucked home trying to rid of whatever' still churning in my stomach, and that ache in both my shoulders and lower waist. steamboat saw us buying way too much food, which i even thought would not be enough for the growing kids but we had heaps left. finished the bottle i brought which made us red, tipsy, lightheaded, pukish (choose any of the above) when someone decided we should all play the honesty game, of which that i shall not touch on cause i suck at games- cause either i do not like to use my brains or i just do not like people knowing whats inside mine. so our night was over like that, with a bit of drama when day was breaking, but ah well. i just hate what comes after that. maybe im really not suitable for drinking or whatever's related, cause im not mature enough to handle myself in that state. __________________________________________________________________________________ dont talk to me everytime i tell myself not to ignore you, you just find a way to bother me. dont talk to me! dont ask me anything dont tell me anything DONT TALK TO ME! 我过不了自己那一关。。 i peeked at the world thru mie lil eyes 2:06 PM
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