Friday, 19 October 2007

how do i breathe?

this is the worst week i've ever had.
crying and crying and crying the whole week.
what for?

mum shouted at me for nothing.
and i dun even know what's wrong with you.
FUCK IT okay?
really. im really fucked up with things that's happening to me.


we both have a bad day.
i had to share cab with friends to go to the blardy RLC where the stupid IDP centre is located and it was a waste of time because the fucking counsellor doesnt know what to tell us about australia and looked down on my friends.
we had to walk a long way to a stupid bus stop and a inconsiderate fucking bus driver was so rude to us when we wanted a confirmation for our destination.
while doing survey in orchard, i watched how unpleasant the singaporean commuters rejected my friends when they came towards them..
YES, specifically to singaporeans. i dun care if im one. fuck them.
you think you're the only one izzit. you think you're one dua pai arh. knncb.
my legs were hurting and tired.
back in pasir ris, i waited for you at interchange. i didnt complain.
all i wanted was to sit there and rest my legs and we oso could just spend our quality time as it's been long since we last sat and chat.
but it seemed that you wanted to send me home anxiously, neglecting the fact that my legs hurts after almost a day of surveying.
it pissed me off totally.
of cos i walked off.
am i supposed to accept your ans : "i didnt know you were thinking about that"?
and who i suppose to blame you. or myself?
i pulled you into my block so that we could talk.
but in the end, it's just bits and pieces. you are unwilling to talk.
den how am i going to know how you feel or think?!
the situation could have improved, but you made it worse.
why izzit that everything you have to give in to me?
why izzit that everything had to be my decision?
i dun wan you to care about me when you oso had your own problems.
settle your feelings den come back.
why makes things worse when the both of us are experiencing bad day?
you're not my slave, you're my boyfriend.
to think i was thinking what to buy for you blah blah blah.
why should i go through all those troubles?


my day and we could have been better.

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