Helidisc

I'm so pissed off that I woke up in the midst of my mid-terms. I studied hard only to miss it. What a fucktard I am.
So the depressed kid went to get very high on alcohol and went really omph with dancing today that she managed to end up on the podium and went jumping off and on it. Helipad's crowd and music was so much better today, best I've ever seen or maybe the Sarongfly blew the fuck out of my brains. BUT I WAS SO HAPPY.

FUCK THE WORLD.

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Happy birthday Busybeetroots sorry that I wished you late. But I love you. HAHAAAAAAAAAR

The Fear

I never want to be the one left behind,
by a lover
or by my friends

Lazy Busy Women

Recently I feel so insecure about the way I look. Everyday I feel more and more fugly. Like everyone's watching and judging me.

Normally I wouldn't be affected at all cause that's just how I look like and I can't do anything else about it but nowadays it's a completely different story. I get to self conscious I just wanna be plain and be out of sight. I do not bother with make up cause crayons cannot shift the features of my face. Plus the effort would probably make it more obvious that I still look horrible that make-up cannot save me.

I cannot stand the way I look anymore and I hate the way I look different everyday that if I don't dress accordingly to certain moods or cuts I'll look horrible.

This is too much effort! URGH.
I haven't been so critical about my appearance ever and I really don't understand how this is happening.
And fuck my lack of proportionality.

Sarong Fly

Helipad's Sarong-fly has a magical hold on me.

Senor Doors

During my usual study date with Rachel, I walked into another automatic sliding door yet again. This time Holland Village's Coffee Bean. I took a step back and forth twice whilst the barista standing behind the counter, at a significant distance from a door waved a cardboard take home holder and the door opened. It would not open for a human being but a piece of cardboard, I was beyond the valleys of embarrassed and silly. The other times I went out for a smoke, yes it refused to open for me half the time but would let me in easy.

Recently I have developed a habit for beer after studying. That's how Rachel and I got our first pub date and I was so so worried that she would not be able to walk home.

5AM: Bed, Bed, Bed. Sleeeeeeeeeep

YAY PICNIC!
We had so so so much food. My mozzarella cheese sticks were a success that turned to failure after being stuck in a tupperware that dripped with condensation. Nick kept me happy with pie though. Mmmmm pie, I'm a huge sucker for Big Ben's Place pie now. I keep getting this random craving for pie all the time now.

So we had food, music and wine. What could be better than this really...
And then Celine came up with this idea to Mah-Jong at my place, I thought I was at CLB class. Kept asking what 'wind' I was, then again the whole table were CLB kids.