I found out that one surefired way to get me really emotional is to make me read blogs.

WHO SAYS ITS YOUR BLOG?

And though, I'm only at the first blog, and I have lots of F&N shits to do right now, I already want to sleep.

I want to sleep.

I've never thought that talking to Joel Chua would make me think about so many things, like how selfish and immature I actually am, and how I crave for attention. He thought I had a older brother. I said no, but I want one. He asked why. I said because I want protection.

"GO GET BOYFRIEND LA."

But no one wants me.

When I read about other people's problems, I get irritated. I keep thinking, MINE ARE WORSE WHAT, but what do you know, who's always right?

I have school in 40 minutes. Haven't done oral, or even started on Development. I failed Math again, got B3 for C.Science, pissed people off, pissed myself off, hated everyone, got a A2 for PG, failed comprehension, had a terrible day when it wasn't supposed to be one, had ants attacking my class, discovered that most friends aren't here to stay and don't have enough money to preorder Sims 3.

How many happy things do I have in life.

P.S. OMG SIMS 3 WAS LEAKEDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD.

I know I know. I've been feeling down. So what. It's not as if anyone cares, when I myself don't give a fuck about myself. Wowwhysodeepwenxin.

Anyway, I had F&N practical on Friday, and it was pretty hilarious shit because 1) I was the first to complete when Mrs Choo kept saying that I'm slow, slow TOO SLOWW YOU!!! and 2) Yanhong and Mrs Choo showdown is epic win okayzxzcc.

There were also plenty of strawberries :DDDDDDDDDDDDD

And to top it all off, I realised that not everyone will remember their promises. I should have known.

Do you guys really want to know what I did this weekend? I watched videos on Fatal Frame II and III and Hotel 626(because I was too chicken to play the games myself) and HOLY FUCK IS FATAL FRAME II CREEPY ASS OR WHAT. I'm typing this underneath my blanket and now I'm hallucinating and just now I was all jumpy when I went to the toilet to pee.

DUDE FATAL DRAME II IS FULL OF TWINSSSSSSS >D

And lol. The way you die in Fatal Frame, to my knowledge, is like hand raep. HAhahaha. Because there would be lots of hands appearing out of nowhere and grab you, like raep. Hahahahha. And there's also another way where this boss ghost would swoop at you and you just die, dude. And then you would fall into the ghost's arms and she would hug you.

Aww.

What. I'm not emo. Hahahahahahhahaha. Horror rocks.

I feel childish. I don't think I can think as a proper adult yet, because the whole day I kept thinking, what about me? Me? Me.

ME DAMN IT.

I went to school anticipating. I went home anticipating. I end the day feeling that that moment was the happiest of my first day as a sixteen-year-old.

This blog is back because it seems to be the only way for me to celebrate my special day.