
| Je t'aime plus que hier, moins que demain ♥ Welcome to the blog of a 17yearoldgirl, where she posts her mindless musings and ramifications. This is extremely private; cos this is where she dreams, sleeps and cries. She lives. | "We can catch buses and count our change and cross the roads and talk real sentences. but our innocence goes awfully deep, and our discreditable secret is that we don’t know anything at all, and our horrid inner secret is that we don’t care that we don’t." | 
| Friday, August 21, 2009, 11:32 PM | 
 These days are getting more and more tiring and repetitive and hard. My fuse is going to frizzle out anytime soon...you know at the start of every new year, I feel so recharged and energised, and for the first 3 months I put utmost effort in literally everything I do? But now at this period of time I just feel so tired of everything. My family, my relationship with him and my disgusting lack of self-discipline. Not good with a grotesque monster labelled "PROMOS" looming only less than 2 months away. Have wanted to blog on me and Addie's shopping trip to ION on national day eve, the 1kg giant cadbury milk chocolate bar my mum brought back from UK, my new itouch, the photos I took of berries...and so much more things I wanted to express but just didn't manage to.
These days are getting more and more tiring and repetitive and hard. My fuse is going to frizzle out anytime soon...you know at the start of every new year, I feel so recharged and energised, and for the first 3 months I put utmost effort in literally everything I do? But now at this period of time I just feel so tired of everything. My family, my relationship with him and my disgusting lack of self-discipline. Not good with a grotesque monster labelled "PROMOS" looming only less than 2 months away. Have wanted to blog on me and Addie's shopping trip to ION on national day eve, the 1kg giant cadbury milk chocolate bar my mum brought back from UK, my new itouch, the photos I took of berries...and so much more things I wanted to express but just didn't manage to. Today, talking for an hour long with you again made me question myself again what you really mean to me. I can live without you in my life, but it's begining to feel kind of hollow without you around. Without your stupid crap to crack me up. Even though all my friends and even your friends have warned me against you and I myself know that it was reckless of me to expose myself to you. Even though I know that all good things are going to come to an end, I still went forth and did it. Why? After what you did, I thought I was going to think I HATE YOU, YOU'RE A BASTARD. I did, for less than a day. And then it went back to feeling hurt and stupid and lost.
Today, talking for an hour long with you again made me question myself again what you really mean to me. I can live without you in my life, but it's begining to feel kind of hollow without you around. Without your stupid crap to crack me up. Even though all my friends and even your friends have warned me against you and I myself know that it was reckless of me to expose myself to you. Even though I know that all good things are going to come to an end, I still went forth and did it. Why? After what you did, I thought I was going to think I HATE YOU, YOU'RE A BASTARD. I did, for less than a day. And then it went back to feeling hurt and stupid and lost.