Or for a thousand reasons

So! Now it comes to the point of time whereby no peanut butter things can cheer me up. All I get is news of death, breakdowns & objections. Doesnt help much either, with friends around me facing problems. Yes I kno we all have screwups & letdowns, this time round it just seems like they have legs or something and they're running my way. whakao, kill them like how they kill my appetite can.

But strangely satisfied, westcoast park with botak was the destressing part, or rather the inner children came out. Maybe because of too much running on the sand when someone stole my slipper and resulted in injured foot. hokeh laaaaa mild injury only. but please ah, don pick up centi/milipedes and attempt to scare me because I had to run my ass off. But in case you havent noticed, I can climb the pyramid faster. HEH!

then we sleep all the way home like kids overworked.

The usual floorball therapy on sunday against Pink Flamingoes. Quite shiok but I hate it when my name's up for wrong reasons that do not substantiate. ref got bribed.

Seriously I have no words left to say, it's just that the mind's been cramped up with those stuff plus the cheebong exams & it's affecting my ability to express myself, so much so that I've been swearing way too much. I tend to keep quiet about things even when im deep in stupid thoughts. When all hard things are thrown your way, it's more scary than the sky is falling down. At least it helps when you dont look out the window, but you expect me to dodge? Now you tell me how.

Pardon this incoherent entry. Everything just isn't right.

Thank you for being there for me all the time.