You better tell the truth



Jeannette & I were alone at home just now.
& the rice wasn't cooked.
So we re-cooked the rice.
Mum said we're smart haha.


I need some form of adjustment in my life.
Rearrangement maybe.
Or just renewal.
I recon the latter better.
Perhaps the renewal's already in place.
I wake up to the slightest sound now.
The opening of the door,
Jeannette's breathing,
the heartbeat of the person sleeping next to me,
I even wake when I move,
which regulates every few minutes.
So,
is it good,
this way?




Oh, I broke a bowl today.
Porcelain.
& while it was falling I thought,
I hope it doesn't break,
so I can pick it up & place it back in the cupboard.
I mean, miracles do happen.
right?

So now you see why I need adjustments.

Everytime I enter the kitchen, something happens.
Either I cut myself, I spill water, I break something.
Bel says it's karma HAHA


I'm supposed to write a technology essay (again.)
Seriously, don't teachers get tired of this topic.
I hate technology because it brings us further apart.
In both levels, apart.
But at the same time I love technology because I can eat frozen vitasoy (:
shallow thoughts,
I know.


Conversation,
'joy to the fishes says:
haha
Conversation cuts like glass, says:
HAVE YOU BATHED?
joy to the fishes says:
WTH
joy to the fishes says:
what kind of crap question is that
Conversation cuts like glass, says:
YESTERDAY'S EXPERIENCE
Conversation cuts like glass, says:
once bitten twice shy baby
joy to the fishes says:
HAHA
joy to the fishes says:
NOT LIKE YOU HAD TO SMELL ANYTHING
joy to the fishes says:
plus i wasn't training dirty.
joy to the fishes says:
just study dirty
Conversation cuts like glass, says:
I'd rather training dirty
joy to the fishes says:
you're weird
joy to the fishes says:
my hair is like OMGZHSGDZHD smooth now
joy to the fishes says:
anywayz
joy to the fishes says:
i need to sleep now
joy to the fishes says:
very tired
joy to the fishes says:
call you tmr
joy to the fishes says:
byez
joy to the fishes says:
goonightz sweetdream
joy to the fishes says:
s
Conversation cuts like glass, says:
what's with the hair
joy to the fishes says:
let the bedbugs bite
Conversation cuts like glass, says:
NIGHT NIGHT
Conversation cuts like glass, says:
wtf
Conversation cuts like glass, says:
they bite me I don't wake up then you know
joy to the fishes says:
i just had to share the smoothness
Conversation cuts like glass, says:
omg
Conversation cuts like glass, says:
my skin is ZOMGSUDIUINUFI SMOOTH
Conversation cuts like glass, says:
night
joy to the fishes says:
eh who cares man
joy to the fishes says:
skin and hair is like OMGAHSJDHJAK worlds apart'

God is fair.
Good skin bad hair.
(:


Oh, I'm secretly happy
Because!
I ate two packets of frozen vitasoy today
& I didn't get scolded because everyone at home thought I only ate one (:
secret.





I lose,
I find.
I lose again,
I find.
I throw it away,
it comes back to me.
So weird,
guess what is it.








You're making it so hard for me to breathe.
Because losing you is like living in a world with no air.