angsty

uh, ok, not good.

i wake up this morning and i still feel empty. not good. really. not good.
sometimes i wonder why i bother so much about my friends such that it affects me. at the end of the day, will they even rmb who was there for them. or will they jst lie in their pool of blood at the bottom of some sky scraper after all i did for them.

well, i hope u guys rmb me when i lay in a puddle of blood at the bottom of my flat.

but jst a bright note, hairul has given me word that he ll help us out for the hong lim park gig on the 26th. oh well, i hope it all turns out well. really.

and i hate mornings, no one is here to talk to me.

and my cousin jst asked me if i have a blog, i said no for obvious reasons. telling her i have a blog wld mean one more nosy parker sticking their nose into my life. i dont like that. i tried OD but dont like it. so i guess i ll stick here and let the lucky ones who can find me enter my mind.

i miss u reg, i really really do