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coolerthanthouJust that by the time I get to meet you in real life, I'll probably melt and struggle to stand AND behave properly again, like how a toddler is trying and struggling to stand for the very first few times in his/her life.
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butter_lies 's words, I'll forgive.
But the thing is, I don't do the whole deal about forgiving and forgetting. (What a bitch, I heard you there. But that's how I roll, really.) So I'll probably be weirder than I already am. I think.
But I still feel like punching your brains out, and bury you in a heap of rocks.
BAURGH. D:<
I needed to get this out of the system. I just needed to do it.
Because if not for this, everything seems to go on fine (seriously not jinxing things up) and the night saw me doing up my assignment that is due next week (CRAY OR WHAT. WEEK 3 SUBMISSION!!!) and giving up at the very last point because frustration gets the better of me and got me jabbing my fingers at my poor phone (omg, I promise I will sayang it in a bit!!) and that I have to get that anger across to someone who is willing (well, I kinda force her to anyway. HEHEHEHE!! :P) to hear me out. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE LA OKAY. <: LUFF YOO.
And here I am, seated in front of the laptop with a dull ache in my back even though I said that I will get some rest for the night soon, (LOVE that word, if you know what I mean.) with my hair tied up (SOMEONE explain the weather at this hour for me?!!) and trying to get that angst out of the system, ever so slowly.
I don't wanna sleep angry.
Wrinkles will creep up faster that way. =_=
Oh, you guize should see me when I'm working on my replies over at Whatsapp. (HAHA, SUCH A SHOW-OFF!!)
I actually didn't realize that until Pohying brought it up and mention that I type as fast as her (over at Twitter and I got the notification and replied to both in one sitting. Talk about effectiveness huh. HAHA!! :P) that I figured that I go through my Whatsapp at a ridiculous pace. HAHAHA!!
It has been a day, very pumped with theanine and frustrations.
And off I go now, trying to ease some, probably with some Cookie Run and having the fan blasting at my face.
Tillagain. x
And in
butter_lies 's words, I'll forgive.But the thing is, I don't do the whole deal about forgiving and forgetting. (What a bitch, I heard you there. But that's how I roll, really.) So I'll probably be weirder than I already am. I think.
But I still feel like punching your brains out, and bury you in a heap of rocks.
BAURGH. D:<
I needed to get this out of the system. I just needed to do it.
Because if not for this, everything seems to go on fine (seriously not jinxing things up) and the night saw me doing up my assignment that is due next week (CRAY OR WHAT. WEEK 3 SUBMISSION!!!) and giving up at the very last point because frustration gets the better of me and got me jabbing my fingers at my poor phone (omg, I promise I will sayang it in a bit!!) and that I have to get that anger across to someone who is willing (well, I kinda force her to anyway. HEHEHEHE!! :P) to hear me out. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE LA OKAY. <: LUFF YOO.
And here I am, seated in front of the laptop with a dull ache in my back even though I said that I will get some rest for the night soon, (LOVE that word, if you know what I mean.) with my hair tied up (SOMEONE explain the weather at this hour for me?!!) and trying to get that angst out of the system, ever so slowly.
I don't wanna sleep angry.
Wrinkles will creep up faster that way. =_=
Oh, you guize should see me when I'm working on my replies over at Whatsapp. (HAHA, SUCH A SHOW-OFF!!)
I actually didn't realize that until Pohying brought it up and mention that I type as fast as her (over at Twitter and I got the notification and replied to both in one sitting. Talk about effectiveness huh. HAHA!! :P) that I figured that I go through my Whatsapp at a ridiculous pace. HAHAHA!!
It has been a day, very pumped with theanine and frustrations.
And off I go now, trying to ease some, probably with some Cookie Run and having the fan blasting at my face.
Tillagain. x
