Lil B here. It's not such a sunny day down in my lethal legal sphere where daggers are hidden, looks are deceiving, words are bent to the untruth, and expressions can hardly be deciphered. You think your life is a funfair circus? Wait till you shake a hand with invisible needles, brittle piecemeal alliances, and unrepentant bitchings which threaten to ruin the one's reputation.

Monday, January 28, 2008

Black. Berserk. Bad Mood

I'm in a bad mood now.

I feel bloated and worthless.

I tried on 4 pairs of shoes just now only to walk away without anything. [Yes, my mom dragged me shopping agan.]

My mom just keeps on choosing those sandals which makes me look like a kiddo.

I am seriously going berserk.

Why isn't there anything good to buy for this year's Chinese New Year?

We're having a fashion drought. Hello?? We need to get this famine over.

You know what's worst??

All the clothes I've bought so far are in dark colours. CNY is supposed to be red!!!

Black. Navy Blue. More Black. Purple.

And the top that I told my mom to get was sold before she could get it.

Not only am I going berserk, my phone and all the clocks/watches that I have are going berserk too.

My phone's battery becomes zero again right after I have charged it.

My laptop desktop clock is showing 12.00 am now, my room wall clock is showing 7.00 am.

And I think I have to get over this psychological thingy.

1. When I'm around tall people, I get agitated when I'm shorter than another girl.

2. When I'm around normal people, I feel that I'm too tall for my own good.

It's either my dad is shrinking in height or I'm seriously growing vertically still.

He seemed shorter today. Then again, it's probably because I'm feeling bloated, hence taller and bigger.

I need to start making the library my second home again. I seriously can't concentrate on anything at all and this pisses me off immensely.

I have a bloody A2 to study for and I gotta repeat my Paper 3!!!

My stomach is not feeling good again.

I am sleepy.

And I can't believe I just gorged my heart out in Starbucks today. One Chocolat Bliss [Which is absolutely blissful. The chocolate wrapping the walnut is just so schmackingly awesome that I almost swooned with delight.] And one Vente Chocolate Cream Frap.

I am so not ordering Choc Frap anymore. I feel bloated. And the bloody chocolate chips keeps on getting stuck in my teeth, making me look worse than the girl in the Dentyne advertisement.

And, I realised that my English language is deteriorating. This sucks. I need to get back on track.
I. Need. To. Get. A. Grip.

The only thing that I feel good about today is that I finished the bloody presentation for tomorrow's literature class.

The thought of a double period tomorrow just puts me off.

Literature. Is. Getting. Boring.

So. Am. I.

My. Very. Little. Sense. Of. Humour. Is. Getting. Zapped. Out. Of. Me. Too.

I am going to take a hot shower and chill out for a bit and then try drawing freaking chickens.

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