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you’ve stumbled upon the diary of an angsty and gloomy 19 year old who’s prone to severe moodswings, bitchfits and life’s sad, pathetic, depressing moments. This is a collection of thoughts from my head, typed fastidiously onto this little blog and posted for anyone who cares to read it. I like to focus on the darker side of things.

Currently a student media and communication at singapore polytechnic. Prone to discomfort in crowded places or any social occasions. Likes hiding under covers on rainy days and the smell of freshly cut grass. Wants to write and travel the world.

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The simple act
Tuesday, April 30, 2013 @ Tuesday, April 30, 2013
There are reasons why I hate taking the last train home. 

One of the main ones is because I really hate seeing people sleep on the train and miss their stops. 

It's around 12am at night so by logic, they're probably heading home to get a good night's sleep. But somewhere along the way home they drift to sleep. I can see them in my head right now. The panicked look around when they wake up wondering, where am I right now? Then they stand up and immediately get off at the next station. 

It makes my heart ache. 

Especially when it's old people ): 

Since I live at near the end of the line, people usually get off at my stop or at Boon Lay (which is more likely) cause Joo Koon station is a god forsaken place where no one goes to. So this old indian uncle was sitting across me sleeping. I was worrying about where he got off and about him missing his stop and him trying to flag down a taxi this late. I told myself I would wake him up before I got off the train. But he managed to somehow wake up just before my stop and he wandered off the train sleepily. 

I'll always remember this one incident where I was on the last train and I fell asleep. An indian man was kind enough to tap me on the shoulder to wake me up at my stop. I swear, I was so grateful that I thanked him profusely and despite how sleepy I was, I couldn't stop smiling. 

I love nice people. 
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syrupy sweetheart
Sunday, April 28, 2013 @ Sunday, April 28, 2013
Extravagant displays of love make me slightly sick.

It just proves how superficial teenagers are these days.

Love of my life. Forever. Once in a lifetime. 

Ugh. No. Please stop.

Okay, I should stop being a bitch.

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obstacles.
Sunday, April 28, 2013
I resent the fact that there are things I cannot enjoy at this very moment.

Like watching the moon from the banks of a river somewhere in Europe. Granted, it's random. But the moment the thought passed my mind, my heart ached for it. It's 6am in the morning and I'm longing to be somewhere other than where I am now.

I'm wondering whether it's romantic to want to have you all to myself. I'll steal you away and hide ourselves from the world in a cosy little cottage somewhere far from here. I'd wake up beside you everyday and we'd take turns making each other breakfast. Then we'd laze around in bed all day. Or I would. And you would hate that because you'd wanna get up and actually do something.

Now that it's all typed out, it sounds borderline psychotic. Ha.

I lost my wallet in school on friday /: Deep down inside, I really believe that someone will return it to me on monday. But I know that this is life and life is cruel and pisses even on honest people who work hard to make a living. And I'm not even a good person so maybe I won't get it back at all. No harm in hoping right?

Danial bought milk tea for me afterwards to console me and bought me a train ticket home. Plus, he tried to give me $10 so I would have money for food if I needed it but I declined. And he surprised me by lending me his camcorder! So at least the night ended off on a good note.

I wish all the karma points I've racked up could help me now.

That said, it's been a terrible two weeks of school but I'll get my shit together and good things will happen. There's so much to be done right now. And I will get them done. I really don't want to let my group down. And I feel rather lonely recently.

Oh yeah, I'm damn excited about this! It's been a week of exercising and eating healthily that I managed to lose 3kg D: holy bliddy hell. But it's probably just water weight and not actual fats so I have to keep going. Baby steps, bitches. And I'm buying sport shoes tomorrow so I can finally run properly (:

A random blogpost deserves a random end off.

5 is a really pretty number.
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