New… Layout.

I’m sorry.

I just wanted to change it ’cause i got really bored of the old one.

To tell you the truth i wanted to get the really pink one, but not because of its colour but because of the columns. I wanted a tiny column, but… I really don’t think you would appreciate the pink it has. Haaaah.

And then…

I’m having troubles with myself. I can’t seem to focus on the one thing i really want to do. I can’t i can’t i can’t. I give up halfway, or i just don’t bother to try. I don’t know why, but this isn’t good. I wish i knew what happened to make me like this. =_=;;

I don’t think anything’s up with school, but god, there’s just something i can’t put my hand on. I’ll take a long break and stay up late over my birthday and try to figure out exactly what’s wrong. And speaking of which, the Christmas break is coming up soon.

But then i’m still gonna get lots of homework. Hahah.

Ahh. Anime’s sucking up my life again.

~Krissified.

Dead

I am.

My throat hurts. ):

And, short post is short.

Dunno… There’s so much things to do yet i’m procrastinating so badly. C:

~Krissified

Guys & Gaming.

I want baubles from the X’mas tree as a present.

AND GUESS WHAT I’VE TO MAKE MY WAY DOWN TO THE POLICE STATION TO GET UM ‘QUESTIONED’ (i put it real nicely) AGAIN HOMG HOMG HOMG

WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!

I MEAN I KNOW THEY AREN’T SCARY AND ALL BUT UH

wlao i dont want lah :(

ITS LIKE A REVISIT OF THE PAST WHICH I HAVE COVERED UP SO NICELY WITH NICE MEMORIES ALREADY AND THEN YOU GO AND DIG EVERYTHING UP AGAIN VERY SONG IJIT TO PLAY WITH ME HUH

NOW I CANNOT FEEL RESTED ALREADY LAH!!!!!

f4

Girls are difficult creatures.

Okay here’s the thing. I’ve a problem with this guy who’s gaming addicted. And he only comes and talk to me when uh… his friends stop playing with him or when he gets bored of gaming.

And what does his addiction have anything to do with me, you ask?

IM HIS FRIGGIN GF FOR THE SWEET LOVE OF GOD!

I feel treated like some spare tyre!!

I mean whatcha know, this happened with my ex too. I got frustrated and flared up at him and said alot of hurtful things.

And he willingly repented and learnt his lesson.

This time? I try to talk it out and he goes all ”cmon la i need my space”! What the hell? Space? Not like I’m clinging to you 24/7 or something. In fact, I’m being extremely distant already, we don’t even have regular proper convos FFS.

And then I was so exasperated that I actually CRIED (no this didnt happen with my ex, I didn’t cry because he relented -_-”), and up till now my current still DOESN’T change.

… Even if he did, whenever he initiates a convo, I’d probably bite. I mean what the hell I’ve gone through this again and again, of course I’m tired and exasperated. He’d be like, ”lol hi” and then I’d be all ”eh today never dota ah?”. Or something bitter like that. And then if I detect even the slightest reluctance in his words, I’d immediately flare. (eff, gotta do something bout that temper of mine ._o)

And go, ”you know if your words are gonna sound so forced then in the first place dont initiate a convo with me la, whats the use of having a forced convo?! go back to your dota la if your really so unhappy with this” and get really pissed to tears again. Then he’d get really exasperated with me too and say ”…….. zz what can i do if you dont accept anything?!” and then we’d like fight and I’d end up in tears again and then it’d gradually lead to a breakup because of the constant friction and I’d be really really down like how I was last time again. Trust me, it doesn’t feel good.

What the fuck is wrong with me? I don’t like to force things on people, but I just feel this gaming thing is detrimental to this r/s. Well his screwy priority is already detrimental, actually. Like if his friends asked him to have a game with them and we were in the midst of a convo, he’d immediately drop the convo and go with them.

How do I know this? Well he bloody told it to my face. If his priorities are gonna be so fucked up, I’ve every mind to be as fucked up as he is.

But doing that’d be quite damn unhealthy to the r/s too, so…

I’m at a dead end, I’m losing my touch.

Damn!

~Sorrento

So much for the promise.

-_- Bah.

Words ARE only words after all. ”I’ll bring you here again on x’mas, okay?”, I haven’t f0rgotten. Turns out you have, and so easily at that.

WHAT THE HELL!!!!!!! AM I THAT INSIGNIFICANT HUH -_- I swear I’m never gonna believe your promises anymore lor! I asked you what your plans for x’mas were (with the hope that you’d remember) and then your answer was immediate, ”relatives lor”. TO THINK I WAS LOOKING FORWARD TO SPENDING IT WITH YOU 430QU4QJFEPSNOSFDSFSTPFSN!

Talk bout lonely x’mas again, pfft. I’m praying my friends are even free on that day. Or else… sigh. Don’t even want to think bout it :\

I EVEN CASUALLY PLANNED WHAT THE ACTIVITIES FOR THAT DAY WAS GONNA BE WDF, AND ALL FOR NOTHING?

Kay fine.

At least now I know where I stand -_-. Thanks alot.

… I admit I’m disappointed. :(

Mebbe I was never that important- To the extent that even if you had forgotten, you wouldn’t ever contemplate going out with me on x’mas.

Here’s to thinking that this year’s x’mas won’t be as lonely,

Cheers.

~Sorrento

W – Wah… WordPress changed its looks again. And just when i got used to it. It’s actually kind of hard to use this new way… But never mind!

So.

It’s really sad. I know i’m not as close to them as the rest of them, but, seriously, it’s like they’re rubbing it into my face without them knowing that they are themselves. And rubbing what, you say?

The fact that they forgot my birthday. Yes, i’m being a spoilt little kid who wants attention during my birthday. You have no idea how upset i was last year because it was so fucking stupid. We immigrated right, and then when my birthday came, no one remembered! Furthermore, it’s close to Christmas, and well, just. So fucked up. I hate my birthday now.

You, dearest Cher, probably forgot about it too, didn’t you. But well, last year we weren’t talking much to each other, so i forgive you this time. God, don’t i just sound like a whiny little stuck up pee faced kid who practically begs and whines and goes down onto his knees and kisses the shoes just to get someone’s attention. But meh.

But oh god, a birthday party 10 days before mine. Discussion for the party being thrown right into my face: “We should hold a party because we never really did anything for her.” Oh so what did you do for me? Nothing too. C:

I WANT GIFTS, MOTHERFUCKERS.

I’ll whine and bitch for it.

~Krissifed

(P.S. Cher, mind changing the blog title? It’s…)