Repost from previous blogs:

just got into a fight with mom my mom. i dont know why, but somehow "mom" just sounds to close for comfort. i like being distant. it's safe. it's like this safe refuge. they can't ever take it away from you if it's nothing in the first place you see.

don't make anyone or anything your everything. cause they could dissapear anytime anywhere.

i hear mom mumbling to gran. at least she has someone to mumble and grumble to. i wish i was one of those people who talked to bears and kitties. at least they stare back at you as though they're listening. but i'm not. sometimes i wonder if i grew up to quickly... i dont remember my childhood cept for the two years i spent with chantal. gosh. i cant even spell her name right in one go now...

maybe i am losing my grip on life yah?

i wonder.

no. but we were

that wasnt childhood.

i tihnk i remember the fish puking in the toilets. the jam bread eating. the tv watching. the pencil shaped ice cream.


that was it.

right. but there's no point living in memories right?

especially when you dont even HAVE any memories to live in.

*maybe it was because i ate too much today.
i always eat too much once i start eating.
every time i do that, bad things happen.
always.*





i thought today was going to be one of those happy days though.
i saw shiqi + delwen + jiali + marie + nerice + joling + van at the bus stop. like wow. i dont ever see people i know/can talk to at the bus stop...


wowzers.

and meeling+amanda asked me if i wanted to go kap with them. it just feels good to kown that poeple actually know you exist and can be bothered with you. it's honouring really. (considering they're supposedly really popular-ish)


khffflt.

jah.

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