come back...

stressed.
there're just too many things to do in 2 weeks.
it's impossible.
no it's possible.
but. ultimately...
shit. sigh.

yo pau i wrote the story myself.
and yes alcohol sucks no matter what.
i just cannot stand a single drop of that crap.
it's disgusting.
im way happier being a nerd and even drinking milk or something.

yes nette. potter. i need to go draw up a schedule of sorts of what to do...

hahaa i dont know why the approach keeps coming from the wrong directions.
as hilarious as it is it's freaking saddening.
there must be some weird vibe. or aura.
MAN. suay la. FREAKING SUAY.

sometimes i dont know why i bother.
it's impossible.
because the others are so so colorful...
and... then there's the matter of that... uncertainty.
and time and distance.
hahaa. am i interpreting things wrongly?
detachment is a cruel thing.

you know.
on an unrelated note.
si nian shi yi zhong bing.