its at these times when i need the beach. omg i need the beach so much...so much...i just wanna walk and walk, and sit on breakwaters, and stare at the horizon, n listen to the waves swishing, and then have a moment of peace...and perhaps start pondering bout my life, and wishing there was a shoulder beside me to cry on...if only singapore wasn't so hot, if only e breakwaters didn't have ants crawling...i'll probably like swear and scream and shout, and give the rocks a kick or two. den burst out laughing, or crying whichever way i feel like, shout a thousand you-know-whats....then perhaps i'll feel better, and give my friends a hug, and get a ben and jerry's ice-cream or something like tt, den sit again at the breakwaters, thinking abt the things worth rem in my life, and start grinning to myself like an idiot

yst i was wondering why do pple like to make fun of me so much. general responses were i am fun to make fun of. right...right...i guess i dun really mind it so much. its just at that moment it hurts, but i cant flare up, so i smile...smiling is much easier, it uses lesser muscles at least. smile and smile, den perhaps give tt person a punch or two (friendly alright) or scream (friendly too) at dem, or roll my eyes, den continue laughing...and i cant be bothered to do anything serious bout it, so i continue smiling, and soon it pasts. honestly, my tempers come quick and go fast. i dun know whether tt's gd or bad, i hope its gd

and yeah, e above post is totally random n idiotic and just shows my horribly confused thoughts. heck my brain. heck it