this time was different, felt like i was a victim, and cut me like a knife when you walked out my life.

hi guys. I haven't been updating recently huh? Well, don't really have too much to blog about as well.

I was in the blogging mood but not anymore.

I feel so gay. I'm blasting those sad songs at home now and the whole house is dark except for my room. And it's only 9.02PM. 

And it's going to be like that for the next couple of days too. Why? Cause my father is overseas for business, and my brother is at NUS's U-town for a bio camp. Pfft.

So there's just me and my mother, and we all know how early she turns in. You didn't? Now you do.

Anyway, I met Hillary today downstairs her block, and we chatted for hours. It was good seeing her. I drank a little more than a 1.5 litre of coke-bottle-but-filled-with-iced-plain-water water. We all know about me and 1.5 litres of plain water... You didn't? Now you do. Come to think of it all 3 times I drank from a 1.5l bottle of plain water, it was all iced. So, great, I didn't break my streak today! Ifyouknowwhatimean.jpg

Not that it would make any sense. But still. 

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So how do you like the fact that I'm typing and texting in perfect English now? You didn't realize? Now you do. Don't ask why. If you know... You know. #ifyouknowwhatimean

I suppose you can expect a livelier update from me soon because Appassionato's coming up soon in about 8 days' time. And I will bring my camera! Can't wait for it because I want to see Celestine's solo.

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I used to think maybe confiding in best friends made one feel better. But I think... You can only confide in the person you're in the situation with, or someone who's linked to the situation. Even the bestest of friends mayn't get you at times. And worse, some of them will judge. 

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Shoot, Shag, Marry? Who's up for it?

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This whole post is a mess. Like me. Ha!

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p.s not g..