Makes No Sense

I think i'm finally woken up by this incorrigible attitude of yours.Seriously. Its disgusting the shit out of me.The shit about always "gonna be here or there" in your blog. See what i mean when i said things will changed when you find someone new?Fuck it and fuck you.No. I'm not mad that you've moved on. Infact, i couldn't be happier. I'm just mad at how you used "not over me" to not list me under your so called term as "Normal friends" list.And then now, they told me that YOU MADE IT CLEAR to everyone and her that she's all you want now.So what now?Still not "Normal friends"?Still on medication?Hah. Seriously, oh my god. Its all in the head and seeking sympathy.I seriously can't get over the fact that you told them not to tell me that you're taking some anti-anxiety pills but you came and told me yourself.It suddenly dawned upon me that you really aint' your age at all. They were right about this. Its fucking immature.I don't know why i bother at all.I was never once bothered to wanted to stick as friends, for all the breakups i went through. So why the hell should i this time?Maybe because i knew you so well that, i know i'm exactly in your ex's position now.

I needed to let it out.
Saturday was "Ahjisen and Walk Walk" day at Parkway. By the time we got up and left the house, it was about 5 plus pm. Monkey's relatives were majong-ing downstairs by then.
Parkway was good. He sang a penguin song and i went along with him. Wth.
I couldn't think of a monkey song.
Anyhow, i need to faster get a job so that we can get a cat someday. =)
Side-tracking, i miss koka and kola, my hamsters but not mine anymore, apparently.
Damn. SELFISH YOU!!!

Kindly pardon the horrible eyebags. I've been sleeping at really indecent hour, 5-6am?
I had a dreadful Friday night. My chest felt like there were bricks on it and i felt a lump in my throat.
I was already falling asleep and the feeling was so hard to shake off that, i turned off the lights to sleep better. I can't be bothered if any ghosts wanted to scare me or whatever.
Can you imagine how bad i was feeling?

And when monkey finally came back and he woke me up, unintentionally, whispering all the sweet nothings. Your conscience was pricking right! Know i upset right !
*TMD* You think i like candy issit?!
After much tossing and turning, i got up and watched MTV while that asshole of the night gamed away.Eventually fell asleep at about 5+am.
What a bloody night.

Ok. Monkey is Kenny whom i am used to calling Ken instead. So to those who has been thinking who the hell is Monkey, he's freaking Ken.
And to Monkey/Ken, i'm not hiding your existence, bloody moron you.

I have a deep love-hate relationship with a irritating MONKEY!

are we afraid of talking about it because we have something to hide or it might hurt?

whatever it is, i'll never get enough of you.
i'll never get mad at you..