THERE SHE GOES.
walking out on reality, yet again.
Yesterday was crazy.
I mean reeeaaally crazzy.
It just sorta "messed up" in a weird kinda way.
It's one of those days.
The ones that passed by without you knowiing
and leaves you confused and lets you deal with the mess.
I was too tired to blog yesterday.
considering that i blog daily
it seemed like a must to apologize.
buut.
It's ironic that im apologizing to what seems like nobody
because my blog isnt exactly
OUTTHERE.
Not that I want it to be,
just that whatever Im writting right now,
is not going to be read by anyone except me aye?
Maybe Im wrong.
But of there's really anybody out there
wasting your tyme reading what i write.
Then thank you so much.
Your tyme is much appreciated.
Soooo...
about yesterdayy.
Yesterdday I went for NPCC.
and no it didnt turn out to be what I expected.
I was expecting drills and some training.
but it turned out like this::::
We had to run 5 rounds of the field
no stopping, no walking.
just continuous running.
I didnt have any lunch before training
so by the second round,
I felt giddy and sick
I thought I could still go on.
So I just kept running
but by the end of the third round,
I totally gave up.
I informed the teacher
but I guess it was a little too late.
We haad to sit in the hot sun.
which caused me to have this major headache.
The NCO didnt allow us to sit under the shade,
ONEFORALL.ALLFORONE.
so we just sat down.
I had no idea how to COOL down in the HOT sun.
so we went to the hall for badminton
but this really weird thing just happened.
I was about to jump off the stage,
where I had been sitting,
when I just fell forward
and i just couldnt get myself back up again.
DEHYDRATION
they said
was the cause of my weakness.
I didnt want to go anywhere so I told them to let me cool down
and so i lay there on the stage.
The weirdest feeling just striked me
i just felt like i did something wrong.
tthis feeling left me guilty for the whole of today.
I tried to shake it off
but it didnt want to leave
instead, it clung onto my brain.
Ouh greaat,
headaches.
Im not gonna type on about the fight.
Im sick of it.
Im always fighting,
It's not that I want to.
Everyday Im fighting.
Everyday Im upest.
Everyday I regret.
Everyday I lose my temper.
Everyday Im thinking.
I found my solutions to my anger.
Im cranky everyday, because I think.
I think of the bad.
Then, the bad happens.
When the bad happens,
I think some more.
Then while im thinking...
My body is placed in the classroom on the first level
which is camoufladged with a class filled with students.
When intruppted from thinking,
I get fustrated.
When Im fustrated,
people take the oppoturnity to bully me.
When bullied at a bad bad tyme
I get pissed.
When Im pissed,
Im vulgar.
Vulgarities= baaaaad.
I fight when im pissed too.
I plan to stop on my vulgarities
and the ironic thing is that thinking leads to vulgarities.
I went blogg hopping
and i found out that there's a lot of things happening,
other than the life im living.
&& blogg hopping gets preetty intresthang
especially when the person is enjoying themselves.
as for the people who are in love
and are practically heels over heaads.
Theirs are the most enjoyable to read.
No matter how shallow a person is,
they turn as deep as the sea when in love.
For the people who are crushed,
either from a crush or a former love,
they seriously need some cheering up.
There's no worser pain tthen heartbreak.
The worse thing is that
there's no cure to that.
You cant find a bottle labled
"heartibiotics.
Cures heart breaks.
For rejection only.
To be taken after heartbreaks
and a heavy meal.
May cause drowsiness."
Maybe one fine day,
it'll happen.
Who knows.
Today,
I rejected an offer to go to SWENSENS for some ice-cream to celebrate my cousin's birthdayy.
How clever of me.
I dont know why i rejected that.
WHATSWRONGWITHME.
I guess im too tired.
Now,
Im wishing I was there
chewing and savouring the taste of ice-cream
and screaming for more.more.more.
IMSUCHAMORON.
a total idiot.
Im not getting a chance to eat there until
SEPTEMBERRRR!!
IAMANIDIOT!!
DamnREGRET.
It just hits me hard all the tyme.
HAPPY BIRTDAY TO
DANIAL && DIONE!
best wishes to my
BEST COUSIN,
DANN(:
all the best for your up coming exams.
&& try not to keep on fighting with people kayys ;)
and and alsooo..
all the best
TO MY CRAZZY HYPER MAD INSANE PHYCOTIC FRIEND.
DIONNNEE.
All the best in everything you do.
MUCH LOVE && LOVED BY
YASMIN.
My english teacher mentioned something
about me writting better
than an average sec one student would.
I would love to clearify
that it is not true.
Prove me wrong.
This signifies nothing.
I'll end whatever happened here.
What im saying is..
DO YOU?
DO YOU WANT TO LOSE IT ALL??
This is just a dance hall drug.
You cant wait to fall in loooveee.
YASMINNXD