Alright then, I was a little moody, and a little over my head... kinda, in a "I hate everything" way last night, and I don't even know what I was up too. I can't remember much now, I had to pause 2 seconds before I remembered where I went today... Shiat. This is bad. And I say stupid things, and I ask stupid questions, and I get ignored.

I was VERY grumpy today, anyway. That's because I was running late, and lunch wasn't even enough for everybody. Then I had to wait for an hour or so for it, and it was done at 3pm, when we're supposed to meet? f.r.e.a.k -such a spoilt brat. such a pampered kid.

And I was all dozing off... guess what, I was nodding off from the bus stop near my house, all the way to City Hall... then I realised I had a pretty long walk (not too bad though) all the way to Marina Square! That made me even more pissed. And then came the effing crowd... and the stupid stuff I ate - I don't even remember them - made me cough like mad in the afternoon after waking up... -peeved- The crowd was sick man! I SO SO SO wanted to knock people with my shoulder or elbow. (shove shove shove!!!) Haha... Right, then the drowsiness was still there... so stupid. The medicine is useless.

At Marina Square, I skipped the directory and tried finding Burger King, to no avail. It was level 2, but I thought (THOUGHT! ha. thought...) that it was level 1... =.= There wasn't even an escalator in sight that leads to that LVL effing ONE. I was effing pissed. Then yeah, seeked confirmation... it was level 2, which by that time, I've walked up and down the Marina Square level 2 twice... Then, it was off to the directory I go... and then the map... and then I finally found Burger King, and we had to walk off. Right... Oh right... no no... no one was at fault. I just don't do well with crowds when I'm sleepy. The piss me off like ****.

So... the blue section... the tickets... the National Day Parade Combined Rehearsal 2... WAS ON! Muahaha... Then again, I got extremely knackered, and since the sun was pouring on down all hard and strong, I got damn icky. Right... Icky... Everyone else settled down, we got our seats, saw the parade, without the expensive fireworks (which was such a BIG BIG BIG BIG BUMMER!)... and went off home... !!! Walked home alone in the dark, and Ani TOTALLY disapproved with that. haha... She was like... really... funny. Anyway, I shouldn't try that so often. But I thought the bus would be more convenient since I always feel bad if I got a car ride home, 'cos petrol's expensive...

Want some pictures? I'm really... bleuggheed to put up any pictures now. Could we all be nice and wait for some nicies?

This is dumb. I invent my own words. Who listens? I like to blog cos' this is where I get to talk... Otherwise, I'd keep my mouth shut, 'cos I'd think stupid thoughts, that no one would even care. So... whatever... If it's not nice being nice, then why should we be nice? It's nice to be nice, but you should be smart whilst nice, 'cos if you're stupid, you get taken advantage of, then it's not nice to be nice.

So, if you think my theory and life and stuff is boring like nothing, please reach for that [x] and close my blog. Thanks for the appreciation. Like I'd ever be...

stop the sensitivity... or get a life...

I need happy songs to cheer me up...

[actually the show was okay. :D] -- I need to stop thinking so much... it explodes my brain.

I don't wanna be lonely, I don't wanna feel be______...

don't get it. i'm not spite-ing anyone.



ANYWAY!
I'm gonna change my blogskin soon, to a "The Fray" one... and I shall stop being some emo s**t... HAHAHAHAH! That is so funny. Explicit. Please censor. WAHAHA! Okay... I'm being crazy... So, a bit about the new name, I got a re-direction script up at mistyxylo.blogspot.com, and finally stopped the cheesy what-the-heck-does-that-mean name for my blog...

the-lost-trees.blogspot.com

sweet eh? I'm being deee..h.. uhh... nevermind. I'm not funny anymore? That's coz people are getting friendly with the cool ones and I'm just the one tryna' act cool! HAHHA! Joking.. it's stupid. It's not even funny. Lame... I'm not throwing daggers. HAHAHA! Pour the juice please...