12:49am

i yawned and my rubber band snapped.
how exciting.
not to mention the countless times it flew outta my mouth when i was trying to hook it.
AND it got lost. damn pekcek feeling, especially when you are in a rush.
or when you are trying to hook it, it DOESNT fly away, but it SNAPS and HITS YOUR UPPER LIP.
ouch.

the pain of it all.
for one stupid vain goal.

i believe.

i think i better head to bed soon. because last night i went to bed late and i woke up late for my morning tuition, so i have to make up for it in like...8 hours.

fuck.
i still hate my hair after 4 hours.
i think i will still continue hating it for a few weeks.

how do you remedy REALLY bad haircut?
besides shaving all bald.

haircut does make a man.
i mean, look at AZZ with long hair. seriously.
only i look pretty shit this time. the cut's all off and weirdodo.

so tempted to go for extensions.
let me comfort myself.


i'm outta here.
i feel fat.
it's it.
i should stop obsessing.

i should learn from e.
i like her.

you asked how am i.
i told you i like girls.
you gasped.
you asked why.
i said, just because.
you still asked why.
i just shrugged and ignored you.
you still asked why.
dude, did anyone ever tell you that you suck at communication?
you got it all wrong.
right from the start.
go ahead, conform in your little bengwannabe world.
and live happily ever after, not.
i curse.
this omph will work.