its like two more weeks to school reopen. i told you, time doesnt pass, it practically zooms. oh god damn it, my teacher put me in wrong class ! i'm so pissed. i signed up for plant but she gave me fish ! gahh, i so don't want to wash fish tanks okay. and she's like 'not my fault' WAH LAO ! what if i really hate fish and never do well for my module ! what the hell. i tell you, i am so going write in if she doesnt change my class. I SWEAR I AM GOING TO DO THAT. i'm a very angry person now.

well anyway. i spent my monday at home, like finally i'm spending a day at home. i was so bored at home i decided to do something to my blogskin. but ended up uglier. i wanted to clean up my hamsters cage and my room. haha, wanted. i feel that i'm always wasting my damn life away, aimlessly. damn, i feel like dying

okay, i have ran out of things to say in this journal. what do people really write about anyway? and why is it that we even want to let them in on our lives like that. not that i have an interesting one, but i sometimes wish i could write about sensible things, about things that would be worth your memory space. then again what is life without incessant rambling? you tell me.

it's gonna be hard to explain this, but what i once had at my highest peak is now crumbling down into pieces.

i can play guitars

with no strings attached