My story,My life

Friday, July 2, 2010

Finally the exams.
The exams are over.
Seriously like finally.
The 3 weeks of studying,
Super super stressful.

And for that last paper,
I heard people shouting,"YEAH!!!"

The dinner was awesome.
With them,
Laughter.

Walking round the fountain,
Is like a monthly activity?!!
Walked that for like countless times?
Splashed water at people for countless times?

Slept at 230am.Woke up at 7am. Study. 2 hours of lecture.Lunch.slept in school for 20 minutes.Study for 4 hours.Exam.Dinner.Shop.Party till 730am.

Is like wtf.

My 3/4 soul in neverneverland,
I NEED MY SLEEP.
And yes. I kinda need more sleep than partying.

The clubbing just make me........
The fucking wrong planning.
The fucking wrong miscommunication
Fucking long time waiting for her.
The fucking long queue.
No place to put bag at Phuture.
Went all the way to Zouk to place bag.
And once again,
The fucking long queue.
The waiting for another someone.
Cant head to the dancefloor.
Quarrelled with her.
Oh fuck.
Fucking burning.
Fucking no mood.

Please just fuck off.
Just fuck off.
Okay, all the vulgarities up.

Till someone asked me again,
Are you June.
After dancing for so long.
I was like,
How the hell you know my name?!!

I know you from Dbl o,
Oh man.
Who?!!!
And the question I asked.
Name???

I cant recognise.
Wadever,
Who cares.

I dont bother and will never bother,
Think he got so bored with June.
I was so sleepy on the dancefloor.
Packed till.....
Cant move.
Dont bother to dance.
Standing there.
I was like so sleepppppyyyyyy!!!!

After phuture. Zouk.
Wanted to take a cab to Boat quay,
And nearly got into 2 fights.
That dear Boy, Drunk and he started his nonsense.
Walked in the middle of the road.
Stared at people. Scolded people.
People scolding us in the middle of the road,
People stopping us, Holding onto heels.
And we was like saying sorry all the way.
I'm tired for all these.

Oh man.
And finally had breakfast,
Done.
Waiting for cab again.

I cant believe I sat along Boat Quay Roadside. Sleeping.
And yes.
With so many buses, cars and wadever vehicle.
I'm tired and I feel so sick.
I just wanna sleep.

I slept in school,
Roadside,
Maybe dancefloor will be next.

At 5 plus am,
Tired. I got no mood to talk,
I got no mood to talk.
I got no mood to talk.
Too tired to open my mouth.
Waited for so freaking long.

Slept.
Feel like vomiting,
This 2 girls.
Panic Panic.
Taxi driver Panic.
Passed me plastic bag,
Open window.
They keep saying sorry.
But thank god Uncle was nice enough.
He keep saying he understand.

June June.You're falling sick soon.
Stop partying and focus on the skills lab now.
A must.

Home sweet home. 730am
With the terrible hangover.
Awesome.
Didnt bath, Didnt remove makeup. Didnt change.
And I SLEPT.

Thought my post exam party will be awesome.
Not at all.
Wasnt wad I expected.
Keep hearing things that I dont wanna to hear.
You just dont understand your friend here.

Do you even know wad your friend hate to hear?
I repeated things over and over again.
Do you people even bother?
Do you people feel me?

Wadever,

I got so sick and tired of it.

I miss I miss.
But the feel of a friend.
....................
I dont know wad or how to say.
But a little disappointment.
Something missing.
Wasnt like the past.
That we used to contact every single day.
Say everything out to each other.
No more. No more.
No heart to heart talk anymore.

I guess I dont really bother anymore.
But to get used to it slowly.
Lesser contact makes me happier. Because there wont be any arguement.
Unhappiness.
The every everything.
Wadever,
I care so much in the past,
But not for now.
Not anymore.
I dont know since when I heck care about this friendship.
I just know that,
Action are more important than when you keep saying you miss that person.
I will treat people how they treat me.

If you people dont bother,
Why must I?

♥ 1:00 PM