Thursday, February 22, 2007
sometimes i wonder where all these tears come from. dont i ever get tired of crying? of going through the same conversations, the same scenarios, the same.. hurt over and over again in my mind? maybe i just need to cry them all out. and get really tired and then just flop down and sleep. this happens sometimes. but when i wake the next morning, the hurt comes crashing back.

you think you know what its all about? no you dont. go think up your own stories and amuse yourselves, you pathetic people. if your life is that sorry, well, i feel for you.

everyday i see people in her class who really amaze me. in the bad way, most times. i dont understand how some people can snigger at someone they dont even know. i know she thinks she's miss-bloody-perfect. perfect hair, perfect face, perfect grades, perfect friends, perfect.. life. but the fact is, she doesnt know nigel or anyone else in my class and that makes her stupid and really pathetic. i hate people who make fun of people they dont know. i think its really rude. someone should teach these people some manners.

what...? getting angry already? how do you know im talking about you? loser.

i hated the lit class. not that it wasnt interesting, but because it was asking redundant questions which only served as a painful reminder that my life is going downhill. mr chong asked us whether we were in millennia for an education or was it because of other reasons. such a cliched question, i thought. until it hit me. that people in general really have sad lives. no wait. what lives? dont you see? people grow up, they go to school, they get a job, and they start a family and the whole cycle starts again. the only time anyone really enjoys life is when they were kids.

life's a job in itself. we grow up to teach the younger ones. and the younger ones will teach their younger ones when they're older. its sad.

people who try to live away from societal norm usually dont get far. after a while they realise that they cant live that way for long. and soon, they integrate back into the society they tried hard to move away from. i think only rich kids get to do what they want. like paris hilton. but whats the fun in life if you dont have people who can take life easy like you?

suddenly i miss liyi. a lot. and my old phone. heh. my n6100. sigh. those were the days.

riahh ranted at 9:48:00 PM