well life, if you're ready i pulled myself together now, so where's your truck to run me over with again? WHERE THE FUCK IS IT?
oh yeah you did do it last night again.
dani and her 50 second phone call. not bad considering i waited for it for hours. and also owing to the fact that again like Peter Andre's words.
I'd be sitting by the phone
hoping you'd call
by the time the night is through
i feel like a mother fucking fool

i really feel like giving up lah. completely.
come on life, deal the final death blow to me for fucking out loud. though please wait till wednesday night when mom comes back from Vietnam.
i'm just really fed up. i go through a whole ordeal, hold myself together and when i finally pull through for a couple of hours another bloody disaster strikes. oh well NS isn't too far off. 5.56 bullets aren't too far off. so just hang in my sanity then.
in the mean while to prepare for such a situation, i shall begin the process of undoing my life. bit by bit by bit.
so that by the time the opportune moment is present, i am able to do the right thing.