It is but a river of tears

The redness of the eyes

The icy grip on the heart

It is but a gasp of breath

The tormenting thoughts

The fear, the pain, the insecurity

It is but conflict

The clash between two souls

The laceration of the relationship

The crushing of the heart

Examiners don't dig poems during the english exam. But anyway, today was ok as far as days go. Ups and downs. This morning when I woke up I couldn't open my eyes and I spent 2 hrs squinting at everything in the house. Luckily that went away as the day proceeded.

French SAC was ok. Worked way too slowly for my liking. I think my french has deteriorated lately. How disappointing. Then we had assembly (more lecturing on behalf of the coordinators), english (boredom galore), lunch (pleasantly entertaining) and chem (a useLESS lesson).

So let's talk about the nice parts of my day.
Lunch was fun coz I find a warm consolation in the brightness of my buddies and their cute care towards one another. Bleh I busted too much money again. But it was fun.

Afterschool I spent some quality time with the beloved. Twas good.

Then I went to uni. Interesting stuff to learn about the revolution. In other words, read the same description in more sophisticated and convoluted language of a different historian to the previous. Most people zoned out. Permanently. I came in and out of consciousness. Not bad.

Met up with Lolo after uni. Bought her sushi. Bought 2 packs for some reason. We didn't need 8 sushi rolls. Met up with Liv. Turns out she'd bought 4 sushi rolls too. Definitely didn't need 12 sushi rolls. xP Hers was Kenzan though. <3

Ate too much again.
I'm starting to be a girl 'who eats her feelings'.
They'll need a crane to get me out of the house.

Why the flat tone?
Fear of hoping.
What if?

I really wish I could be someone that I can be with pride. I wish to be someone who I can look back on and say "I made the right choices, I did the right things". I'm finding that so hard right now. Amongst all the many choices that I have made and am making this very moment, what has truly contributed to me being able to show a glimmer of pride for what I have done? I'm just useless. Useless and hopeless at everything that I do. That's a fact.

Was thinking today about a period of time during which I had felt extremely emotionally compromised. God that was so stupid. I was on my way to uni and just sitting on the train crying.. then I got to uni and sat on the back stairs of the building and cried some more. That's all I can do when something goes wrong. Cry. But that was another story. One of those other 'minor' problems I'll push to the back of my mind for the time being.

So anyway, coupled with a retarded sense of self esteem, here I am drifting along do jack all. I don't even know what I'm doing half the time. And I don't even know where I'm going with this blog. The more I type, the more stupid it sounds.

I guess the more you put yourself out there, the greater the risk of you getting hurt. But the more you pull yourself in, the more you hurt whoever it is out there trying to get to you. Mais comment est-ce que je peux me montrer si je ne peux pas m'accepter? Je ne veux pas pleurer encore. Et puis je pleure.

I don't even know what I want.
To be wanted?

Happy Endings.

So I was opening this blog so that I could blog about how much I love Twilight. Yes, lame I know. But I do, I seriously do. I'm not saying it's the best story in the world, nor that it is extremely well written. Ok, we hit the snag, I love it for the same reason as most of the Twilight fans of the world. Because it is such an idealistic, such a romantic (or corny) story. Because it paints a beautiful picture of love. Ok, I'm a sucker for love stories. Who doesn't want a happy ending?

Then I started reading other people's blogs (as per usual) and sorta took my little vacation from my own life to delve into the mysteries of other people's lives. Alas they remain an enigma to me. Me+others = mutually exclusive. I've had my share of time despairing over that (sometimes clandestinely) but yeah. That's not gonna end.

I want a happy ending.

Twilight.

Finally saw HP6 yesterday! Weeee. It was good. I liked it. Not judging it on the basis of the book, it was an enjoyable movie. Lavender was soooo annoying I wanted to hit her >.<"

Ran out of things to read so I decided that I'd brave New Moon again the other day. Failure. I read maybe 2 pages and then I chickened out. I don't have the bravery to read that book again. Sounds stupid I know, but that book is a nightmare for me.

So anyway. I was checking out New Moon online and checked out one of the trailers for the movie. 1:37 seconds worth of trailer. 1:37 seconds worth of teariness. Bleh! Honestly I'd be a laughing stock watching that movie. I'd probably cry all the way through. Just like in the book... >.<" Not funny.

Anyhoo, I still love Twilight (secretly) anyway. =]

These are a few of my favourite things...

Done sth wrong again. Urgh. This is so stupid.

Ok. So, a better way to write a blog. I'm going to talk about all the things that I'd really like. *save save save save save* Right, keep yours eyes on the prize O.o

1. To move out to an apartment with Lo+k7riz (THE goal)

2. Samsung F480 in PINK =D

3. Optical drive for my netbook <3

4. A shmexy camera

5. 2nd piercings on my ears

6. Shmexy bedspread

7. Relief from certain things

8. Sucess in many things

Wish me luck =]

A not so long day.

The day wasn't too long today. Even though I had a 3 hr eng pratise exam. Haha. By the 3rd essay, you just crumble into a squishy pool of brain juice and lack of creativity. Yup. Well I survived it. Had an absolutely awful moment when I was desperately trying to remember a word. I remembered it after I finished my essay. So I went back. I was sooo happy. After all, in my process of conjuring up that word, I swear I must've looked a bit constipated. >.<" Word constipation.

So today was a good day. Yup. I feel better about myself somehow. Not sure that anything has changed but still, I feel better. In a way. Haha. I like eng. I enjoy it. I just gotta study harder for it! I remember the good old days when it used to be one of my fav subs. xP

How nice it is to blog about something trivial.

On the other hand, I FINALLY got my Valentine's present home. O.M.G it has been like.. 5 months. My poor locker was vair full. xP

I envy. Envy those who are with their friends laughing happily. Belonging. Oh how I wish I could belong. Yet I do not. Wish I could find people with which I can talk about more than superficial things. People who care about me that would understand. Maybe that's why it's so hard for me whenever conflict rears its ugly head. I am a pariah.

Someone once said to me 'Why try to fit in when you are born to stand out?', I remember as I read those words tears had been slowly sliding down my cheeks. But it extends beyond belonging in the sense of being uniform with other people. I mean belonging in the sense that people want me there. People I can confide in and in turn would confide in me. Yet that just doesn't exist. I am isolated.

My brain is simmering with a thousand contradictory thoughts. I cannot live this way. On one side of the scale, I desire, I want, I need. On the other, I am repulsed by my dependance. What a raging, fiery war these thoughts rage in my mind. Yet no one who could understand. I am alone.

I'm sick of needing. I need to be needed.
But who needs me?
I am nobody.