itunes: broken strings by james morrison & nelly furtado

I thought last night would have changed things, but seems like it's worse.

Every dinner just makes me want to finish my food as fast as I can so that I can hide back in my room again. It's not supposed to be this way. It feels as if it's best if I stay away as much as I can. Out of the house is becoming my comfort zone instead.

What's happening?


the truth hurts, and lies worse.

itunes: heartless by kris allen

Eff. I should just try to stay in school as much and as long as I can. I don't really see the point of coming home to have dinner anymore if dinner always end up this way.

And I can't stand the sight of blood. It makes me nauseous.

itunes: kristy, are you doing okay by the offspring

I gotta tell myself to bear with it,
bear with it.

It's only the first day of school, and I feel tired already. Sometimes, I really am amazed by how I can handle the minimal hours of sleep that I get.

itunes: whatever it takes by lifehouse

And I just realised, it's 3.53am.

Slept quite alot the past few days, in Genting, somehow to recover the loss of the hours of sleep during the few days earlier at Bondue Run 2. Tonight's probably gonna be the last night that I'll be getting so many hours of sleep. Hello again to <6 hours of sleep everyday!

Genting was FUN! Not exactly the best substitute for the supposed-to-be 4 months in US, but it was worth it to end the Summer holidays that way.

1st: 8 hour long bus ride up the mountain, walking around first world, flying coaster, haunted house, getting bounced out of the casino, enjoying the perfect weather, 1rm/card daidee & blackjack
2nd: theme park, bumper car for six times in total, baskin robbins, movie - district 9, 100rm ahyat abalone dinner, camwhoring, 20bottles of heineken, circle of death & daidee, long sleep
3rd: baskin robbins, 8 hour bus ride home

I think I ate really alot the past few days, I can't believe myself. Rrrrah.

Time to sleep!

=)

itunes: hate that i love you by rihanna ft. ne-yo

Maybe it's cause of the effect of getting ten hours of sleep in total for three days, that I broke down last night. I felt agitated and guilty for the tone of the words that were coming out of my mouth through the phone.

That aside, Bondue Camp Run 1 is over and it's left to the second run.

It's the 1st of August, or rather it was still about ten minutes ago.

The almost-four-months of Summer break is coming to an end. To think that if there wasn't any of the stupid swine nonsense, we would have been in LA right now.

But I guess I'm still thankful for it, for the fact that it's a blessing in disguise.

The days started off quite unproductively at first where I would spend hours infront of my laptop finishing five seasons of Grey's and more Friends. Then came the baking, fishing, luxor-ing, planning, bondue camp and the in-between meet-ups.

And somehow, I don't appear at Dempsey anymore. I'm being honest, that I no longer have the passion to go back there to scoop, for as long as I want to. In the future, maybe.

So anyway, 1st of August.
('Cause I know you'll read this!)

Happy Six months. ♥
And NO! I didn't forget okay! I was just waiting for the right time to say it! =)