nice guys finish last.
which is mostly true, but i'll leave you to decide. most of the time, if you're just a nice guy, you just get blacklisted for i don't know what? being nice.
don't you realise when you say things to make yourself seem impressive and funny, you're just hurting her? be more sensitive to people's feelings, for goodness sake. honestly, i don't know why you do that.
today was just dismal. as in, it was damn fun, but we didn't accomplish anything and decided to scrap the script. that's like, going backwards. it's like, erasing your homework and having to start over lol.
went to lee's house, mainly stoned, watched soccer (west ham v tottenham in 2006), watched youtube, filmed lee gaying jiamin, played guitar, ate food, watched korean music show and left. then epic dinner of spaghetti and meatballs. awesomeness.
although due to sleeping only 5h last night (2-7), was half-asleep all the way. and daryl lee's house is so nice for sleeping! it has that atmosphere, and it's windy. the best part was watching soccer, me and lee looked up the results online, and scammed jiamin that there was 2 more goals. then he watched the whole match anticipating so much, while the 2 of us just heck cared and used our ipod/ipad. so awesome.
i've learnt a few things today
1. if you don't have an idea, you don't have a storyline
2. dogs ears are like leather
3. there is no connection from serangoon to buona vista via circle line.
i'm rambling again. too much, too much.
busy weekend. tmr is tuition and guitar, and sunday is frisbee and bbq at fiona's house. at least monday i get to rest...and then tuesday badminton again and tuition again..
have never been so busy during hols.
maybe it's good.
forget it, i'm going to buy the perks of being a wallflower. if i can be bothered to. also, i still have to return those 4 books to the library.
i miss snow. i want snow. it's so beautiful..and calming. and nice when it lands on your head.
confused, uncertain, overwhelmed, alone.
four words.
i know who you were talking about back there. and you're right, it doesn't have to be that way.
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