I made an appointment to cut my hair short on Tuesday, 22 December 2009 @ 3.30pm.
I know it was supposed to be like a planned after X'mas thing but I guess I kinda got impatient? I can't wait!
Excited? I seriously have no clue. I'm just hoping it turns out alright - well at least decent enough for me to step out of the salon without feeling paranoid (obviously I know I still will).
Today, I was pillioned at 160km/h. I kinda freaked out but honestly that felt soooo good. Some part of me actually wished for something to go wrong but anyway I wouldn't wanna implicate anyone down with me.
Gosh, I need to change my nocturnal sleeping hours.
& this week will be a hardcore week 'cos I gotta work on X'mas Eve's Eve, X'mas Eve & X'mas. & I can't imagine how it'd be like when Chinese New Year approaches.
I love how I'm not depending on my folks for cash but at times I really wished I never had to work.
& now a pack of cigarettes are lasting me for barely a day as long as I'm hanging out late & it really sucks.
When I pushed you away & told you I didn't need you to care
deep inside I was dying for it
I wished you could push me harder
I wished you could force me to tell you
I wished you could break me down
I wish I could break down & know I still have you there by my side
but you didn't
you never did
& so I waited
& waited
but it never came
& then I realised
what I fool I was
& that you were just like all the other boys
& I was just like another one of your toys
& that boys
they're all the same
they're all the same
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@ 3:19am:
My head hurts like fuck but I'm like staying up to read http://xiaxue.blogspot.com/ b'cos it's so MUTHAFUCKING SWEET it's like I never really knew of couples who still stayed together & endured through obstacles & then live happily ever after.
Still, fairy tales are misleading.