Thursday, August 3
alright, this entry, is going to be very crazy and it may seem like i'm drunk(but i'm not, just a mini hangoverr plus i only had 4 hours of sleep) so please, excuse me. OKAY. I AM SERIOUS. would it help you,
would it help me,
would it help everyone,
if i say, i dont.....
would it better for you
would it better for me
would it better for everyone
if i just.....
you know what, wanna know the truth?
i STILL...
i cant ....
right, that part of the entry is getting pretty redundant.
no one knows what i'm talking about
actually, the best part is- neither do i.
LOL
i've warned you, excuse me already.
this is the result of overnight alcoholing, inadequate sleep and being heartbroken.
truth is alcohol actually soothes the "heartbrokeness"
especially when you have your best friend drinking with you to REALLY pour your heart out with,
thanks, bestie
and i hope i dont turn into some alcoholic after i turn 18.
i'll join you mummie(tiff).
i might just land up buying Long Island Tea everyday from 7 Eleven.
but the liver forgives,does'nt it ? haha, who am i kidding !?!?!
that's good.
just as long as i dont pick up smoking. i'm fine by that.
20 years down the road :
Ms Clare Nellie De Silva: Liver Failure due to Alcohol Intoxication.
maybe i should just try and be normal and type happy entries.
OKAY, now for happy entries !
rofls.
HS IDOL ROCKKKKKEEEEEEDDDDDDDD
like DUH
i'm one of the Emcees.(*coughs)
heeeee.
dammit, you know what..
i feel like an idiot..typing happy entries, when i dont even feel one bit happy.
after what someone TOLD ME !
thanks AH, for spoiling my morning.
so.
to hell with happy entries.
okay, i really think i'm insane. its got to do with the long island tea, no doubt bout it.
plus the fact that i'm soooo sleepy and angry and hearbroken and whatever!
i need more alcohol.and i dont want to go to school.
can or not..
sighhh
i hate you i hate you i hate you i hate you i hate you i hate you i hate you i hate you
i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you.
and its not you, its not you, its not you, its not you, its not you.
someone, slap me. snap me back into reality.
i'm getting out of control.
would it kill you to know
that i'm happier with someone else?
once again, its not you, its not you...P.S. please donot take what i've been ranting about for the past 20 minutes seriously,
because i am currently emotionally
very unstable.
so..
BAI BAI.
*cries.
impulsively and honestly,
yours truly
10:08 AM
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