Thursday, January 1, 2009
sweet new year
"Life sucks, and then you die."


I swear i didn't want to blog about this. But the minute i realized i was awake 2 hours ago, i literally thought i was about to die.


- silence -


Alright, maybe not die. But definitely puking.


So lesson learned?

NEVER GO TO BED ON AN EMPTY STOMACH


It really is a valuable lesson (thinking that i've paid a fee of only having 2 hours of sleep).
*roll eyes*


I literally had to lie unmoving for the first half an hour after i woke up to make sure that i'm not going six feet under. The taste in the throat reminded me of heartburn and i almost killed myself for choosing sleep over food last night.


After umpteen times of failure, i finally managed to sit up and read a few chapters of Breaking Dawn. That's the closest thing to me which i can do without getting out of bed.


And now, i'm happily sipping my hot chocolate and wondering if i should go back to sleep after this entry. Maybe i should but most probably i shouldn't. For this could be the only chance for me to try to get back the normal routine of sleeping at 12 and waking at 10(?).


Don't ask for the reason why i decided to do so. Just know that school is starting in three/four days.
*grabs hair*





And oh yes, i knew i shouldn't have walk past the side of Dhouby MRT station at night. I almost killed myself by thinking how silly i was.


The first time i cried to a leader was also my last.


*big smile*
I'm tired of running away from my problems. This is probably a time for me to start cutting away those veins that pulls me down.





Oh OH!! Did i say this? I think i say Typicalben yesterday. *shakes head* I'm SURE i saw Typicalben yesterday, at PS. He looks a little different from his blog pictures. And that's why i've to think for such a long time if it was him or not.


I'm telling you, the big guy up there is not even a thinny-whinny bit fair. He gave guys uber thin legs in which they don't appreciate it as much as girls do.
*whines*





And oh yes, i initially didn't even think about blogging it. Until Gary himself reminded me about it.


So here goes.
GARY'S BEEN ASKED IF HE WAS A GAY?


*gasp*
See my choice of words? :D


And even though we're 10 seconds late for the New Year but it was still nonetheless a HAPPY new year. *big smile*


But somehow, i still feel rather awkward to have people telling me that they're doing homework/asking me for directions at 12.


SHOULDN'T YOU GUYS BE WISHING ME HNY INSTEAD?
*bewildered look*


*jumps about excitedly*
And YES YES YES!! I thought of a NY's resolution!! Finally!!


I resolve...


For all my NY's resolution to not come true.


*big smile*

Paradoxes for the win.
xP





Alright, now for the guilt time. Mum surprisingly didn't nag at me about being late (but on food issue instead *groans*) and Dad didn't give me the cold stare treatment.
(:


But i was guilty enough after seeing Dad last night. He was literally half dead (eyes 7/8ths closed) and was waiting for me to come home.


The minute i saw him, i immediately regret coming home at that time. It's the uber clever way of Dad to make me feel guilty and do the things he want me to do WITHOUT UTTERING A SINGLE WORD!!
*grumbles*





And Mum had been laughing at Dad all morning. I was at my usual page of horoscopes/ 2oo9 zodiac (yes, i'm fan-ing tai sui this year *groans*) and Mum decide to join me in reading. So when Dad comes into my room and sat on my bed, Mum started to read out about Sagi.


She's like, 'yes yes yes. So like you. - starts talking about all the bad points about dad -'


And Dad proceed to roll his eyes and almost snatched my laptop away from her to look at Mum's horo. All of those were done is almost under a minute in FRONT of me.


*stares in horror*
MY LAPTOP!!!!!




Anyways, i better get some decent food now. Before i really get a heartburn attack.
:D




It was a really sweet new year this year.
*big smile*




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