Wednesday, November 26, 2008
♥ 3:10 PM
sigh. its either a kairos moment, or everything is just moondust D:
these few days have been crap. i know i havent posted alot of things that happen in my life, but yesterday i had a really big fighting match with my mom (yeah again). she keeps nagging and nagging and not listening and throwing her stupid temper around. SHE has frickign temper problems! D:< sometimes, what she says has truth, and i listen to her as much as i can. but then, she starts repeating rephrasing and recycling her words and its just trash. she's right, i do need more discipline in studying, sleeping and time management.
i shall work even harder on my chemistry to try to figure out how to answer questions and on improving my chinese. i will not sleep in class, though the teachers do suck, and i wont forget my tuitions.
but, i really dont want to be friends with you, or have what-was-that 'have kom-moo-nee-ka-tion". im not some stupid primary kid anymore, you left me alone to deal with PSLE and teachers and my own problems for so long ive gotten use to not wanting you around. really, just leave me alone okay? cant you see we're not talking anymore, and every time we do it ends with a quarrel. i'll just pretend this is a boarding school im stuck in that someday, i'll escape to a friendlier, quieter corner of this world where i never have to face you again.
-lets out breath-
thanks yixuan for all the help last night. i know it must suck to be in your place too): together we'll hang on for as long as we can yeah(:
It's a good year for a murder she's praying to jesus, she's pulling the trigger there's no tears, cause he's not here she washes her hands, and she fixes the dinner but soon they'll be coming to rush her away no one's so sure if her crime had a reason reasons like seasons they constantly change and the seasons of last year like reasons have floated away away with this spilt milk away with this dirty dish water, away seventeen years, and all that he gave was a daughter "it's me and the moon," she says i got no trouble with that but i am a butterfly, you wouldn't let me die "it's me and the moon," she says and it's over, but it just started the blood stained the carpet her heart like a crystal she's lucid and departed a life left behind, she can find in her mind gone away away with these nightmares away with suburbia shake down away you marry a role and you give up your soul til you break down "it's me and the moon," she says "i got no trouble with that, but i am a butterfly, you wouldn't let me die" "it's me and the moon," she says but what do you say we go for a ride? what do you say we get high? but i'm so tired of days that feel like the night "it's me and the moon," she says and i got no trouble with that, but i am a butterfly, you wouldn't let me die i am a butterfly, i am a butterfly, i am a butterflysometimes i wonder what will happen if i overdose on sleeping pills.
