today is the start of a new job, hope it goes fine..
6 days since he left.
=144 freaking hours.
=8640 bloody minutes.
=518400 fucking seconds.
ok, this is lame..
him to me: 3 calls, 12 sms via internet.
me to him: 5 calls, 4emails(which he received only 2!).
this is expensive..
i should be counting down alright, i'm.. till the day he's coming back. meanwhile, i'm dying soon, 24 freaking days..
why did i ever looked forward to the end of 'O's?? this is dumb. i've no life, no job-just yet, he's not around, and yeah, i fear and i'm but a loser who belongs nowhere.
i hafta admit, i did thought of trying to fit into his group, just so... i don't know. don't know if there's any point to it anyway. but you see, i'll never fit in anywhere. what the heck, i'm such a no-spine loser.
yiwen, shut up..
shut up
shut up SHUT UP!
no, i'm no longer feeling sorry for myself. i'm no longer upset bout anything anymore. sometimes, i just hope we're back to exams period again, just so that time'll go by faster.
this is meaningless.. THIS, counting down the days till he returns and trying to make plans with some old friends, is useless and stupid.
i really want to enjoy myself this hols.
thanks, wm for the time yesterday and the day before. but i know, you never fail to note, how boring and awkward it's to be with me.
what's wrong with me?
i don't know how to have fun anymore.