Lack of Angry Thoughts

Something is missing in my life. I think it might be anger. Come to think of it, it has been awhile since i got really angry. Wow. Anger keeps me going. Maybe that's the reason why i want to get beaten up. Maybe that's the reason why i wanted Kim. Attitude and anger was all that she gave me. A reason to argue. And arguments have been an interesting pasttime for me.
Is there such a thing as being too happy? It's actually killing my thoughts. Being happy makes me think lesser, therefore leaving me with no messed up thoughts. I feel like i've lost the drive to write stories in my blog. Or maybe i grew out of it. Maybe it's just a trend to blog. And i was part of the trend.
Oh, no no. I started to blog because i was bored. This therefore concludes that i am no longer as bored as i used to be. Indicating that i have other nicer things to look forward to in my life. But i'm not trying to say that bloggers are lame people with nothing better to do. I swear i'm not. I'm just trying to figure out why i find it hard to write more entries. And i think i have found the answer: I am happy, with many other things to look forward to and lesser time at home with my computer.

The Good Girl

Did the laundry.
Washed the dishes.
Prepared lunch for myself. (ok.maggi mee only. but i don't care, i cooked it.)
Made the bed.
Packing up my room halfway.
Smoked in the toilet.

Still Restless

I feel like i need someone to beat me up.

Yes Germs, let's go pick a fight at Zouk.

Rude Impatient Me

I'm so fucking rude to my mom at times, i can't stand it. But i can't help it. She just sometimes gets to slow for me. And when i try to talk serious with her, she jokes. When i joke, she's slow. So forget it. I'm still gonna be rude. (not that i enjoy it)

Living With Momma

Everyday hang out and come home late. By 1am, my mom would call me and question me then nag at me. So sad for her. But i'm still gonna keep up with my usual schedules. If my mom gives me the space and understanding, she will receive a BIG reward from me in the future. What goes around comes around remember? Or so said Alicia Keys. Or maybe what comes around might be because i don't listen to her, therefore i get myself caught in some bad situation later in my life. Damn... Nevermind, might probably be me dying because of smoking. But fuck it, everyone dies one day. We live to die.

The Backlist

I'm back.
Back without a digicam.
Back without any respect for that old man Omar.
Back to see a very high hp bill.
Back to Toysrus.
Back to working during weekends.
Back for soccer.
Back to hanging out with my friends.
Back for the Big Walk. (with sri. haha)
Back to the routine life.

I'm finally back to spend time with my girlfriend.

Stressed Teeth

Retainers are so freaking uncomfortable. I wanna melt them and throw them away.