Hint hint!

Irregular sleeping pattern is cool only for the first few months. After that it's fucking annoying.
Tired la, babi.

I could only force in a couple of hours of sleep (jet fucking lag?) and the fucked up thing is, I actually woke up expecting to see the balcony door of my Egypt room open for the sunrise. And I was actually looking forward to it.

Conlusion: I need to surround myself with more friends, ex-boyfriends, best friends, lost friends, lepak friends etc. to get rid of this disgusting habit of missing Egypt. Even if I have to take a bus to Johor or Penang, I don't give a shit. This has got to stop.


I'm counting on Cambodia to completely obliterate this shit feeling of missing and wishful longing. Go Angkor Wat!




Excessive blogging and incomprehensible random thoughts are symptoms to a bigger problem, apparently.

You know how you are dying to tell someone something, but you can't, for whatever reason, and you try very hard to get it off your chest but all that comes out is restricted versions of the truth and cut off chunks of words because your mind simply refuses to let the truth out and it goes off and sabotages itself?
Well yeah, exactly.


It's fucking retarded. I should be able to say what I want to say to anyone. But I can't, because common courtesy is on the way. And conflicting love interest. Not to mention, fear of unworthiness.

So here I am confusing people with my rambling and this sudden rage whose source is unknown.


Anyway, summer love doesn't last long right? It better don't last long. I'm too fucking tired to lose any more sleep thinking about it.
GOD, you should've made girls with a fucking 'Off' button.


And the truth is, I think it is highly revolting and slightly cool that a person can cause all of this fucking misery lurking around in my head and weighing my heart down. I want to try that on someone someday.
I want to know how it feels to be wanted so badly, yet despised so intensely.



Chasing Cars? Babi.

Hey, memories help you drift to sleep and all but when you're wide awake, they haunt you like fuck. I'm just saying.




ika.

Current mood: everything

Listening to: Chasing Cars.