our lives are complicated now.

every song.

every, single song.

just makes me sad now.

i like hostel, because it's fun, because it's nice having to take care of yourself. makes me feel more..responsible and grown up. and there's company of friends.

but then i kind of resent hostel for stirring up all these feelings. maybe it just comes with age. i've been cutting myself off for too long now, simply too long. and then i wonder if i should continue. but it's already too late.

and you can see it happening to everyone around you.

boon chong's stuff is still in my room. think he can't be bothered to come collect it or something. oh well, at least we have a gist of a problem for our DC ARP. finally.

the supper today is supposedly : chicken frank pie.

wtf, it's just sausage puff. or wieners, as jiamin calls it.

today was just math and ACE, then i came up, did laundry and crashed for around 2h. felt good, very good. woke up to jiamin screaming at dion about washing the toilet..those two..

and then png never wakes up.

cleaned the toilet, mopped and swept the floor, did the windows, and then went down for dinner. at like 7. no appetite anyway..the food's getting worse. steadily.

then we wanted to go and play but loo showed up in the games room and tells us that the netball court is taken up by some people playing frisbee..so never mind.

and jm continues annoying jm, until jm threatens to kill jm and jm gets scared. but jm still wants to continue trolling jm because it's fun.

my mood is screwed now, sorry. waiting for my phone to ring..

and waiting.

and the call never comes.

or the message. whatever.