So...it's early but happy 16 months.
I really meant everything I said on msn. It is hurting and painful, but...
The only reason why I miss and love school. It makes everything so unpredictable. I miss complaining about homework, miss having homework t do, love schooltime and gossipping with my friends, screaming at th teachers, chilling at every break, wearing my schl uniform, laughing at teachers, mugging last minute, going crazy over As. I missed every single shitz of it and I'll never forget my JC life. One of th best. We were at our peak last year too. I'm not complaining about us this year but...something fell flat. No sizzle, just fizzle. We werent as crazy, as insane, as high as we were last year. We became mature...settled down...think alot. Most probably cos of our work. Started work and that changed a whole hell lot of things. Who can I blame. Th workforce is just so scary. I hate it. I dont mind getting retained forever. I get student fares, good bargains (eg sushi buffet at sakae), student meals at places, I get forgiven cos I 'm young and naive. I do shitzz and all people say: Nawww...teenagers. I guess we also have lesser time for each other. I know you're trying your damn best t meet me already and so I wont complain. But it's true we have lesser time, only th weekends. We run out of places t shop at, walk at. We get bored of those places and we flare once in a while cos of it.You learned driving and we never got onto our bus rides ever again. My ridiculously expensive bus fares also one reason. I rmbr those crazy bus rides where we camwhore and laugh at weirdos. Now, we're seated in th car, listening t radio filling up our silence. We always say I love you baby, but then again...how come I feel it's just a habit. I do love you but...saying it everyday strips it of its meaning. Everything feels habitual...like a cycle that never ends. I feel so choked up for nothing until I wanna burst into tears. This is getting ridiculous. I dont know what's wrong, I just know...something is not right here, now. Something feels out of place but I cant put a finger t it. I dont want a love that is habitual. I want something crazy, wild, spontaneous, spunky, funky, fun, full of sass. All we have is overdued gas like a can of cola left in th open for 5 hours. Are we getting...boring and predictable?
Current Mood: 
melancholy
Current Music: Dont Forget