just lying in bed being creepy and reading the cyber personas of others (sorri but sum ppl rly dam funni)
those days of moaning and groaning over how my life sucks and look at all these people all so pretty smart rich funny cool writing cool things taking cool pictures going cool places cool cool cool cool but weilin u r so not cool
am very glad those days are over. nothing is a destalkboner like actually seeing them irl so that's helps. but what is most important is knowing that hi dis iz me this is where i come from who i am it might not be glamourous nor gritty and i might not be able to tell an instagram filter from a lens cap or a black truffle from the scab on my knee, but it's all good. not that that is an excuse for stagnating and not growing and exploring, but just that there is no point in beating yourself up over not being someone other than yourself.
anyway am quite funny also what. right?!
the best alarm clock in the world
is the urge to pee
YA
rly gets u up in the morning
WINK
walao
1:53am
this one rly damn good
i must remember this
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sorry ): am crude and gross ):
anyway something happened to the alignment
it is now weird.
liew. she couldn't even master copy and paste.
(that will be on my tombstone.)
nvm. i continue.
am rather adverse to social functions these days, think my threshold is for the possibility of people asking me what i'm studying. prima facie answer of NOT GOING vitiated by the presence of some anti-awkward dancing juice around or an occasion. oh good old days of being absolutely effervescent and endlessly spontaneous. also partying but that's another thing for another day IT IS 2.30 AM AND I AM HUNGRY omg bye sleep now
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