Snap? But it ain't that simple. You must have a piece of string and pull on both of its ends first.

Never good enough, never good enough.
Eyes blurring out at the edges because they don't have the ability to be focused anymore.
Is this what you'd feel like if you do drugs? Because hell no, I'm not going to try them, but I'm curious.
Well I'm not very far from those losers. And apparently I won't die as soon, too.
It's great, actually. All I have to do now is to absorb the pure essence of power and control, and then make damn sure I'm focused, and then. Hell. It might not work as well as I think it would, and I know it, but I can't let myself not say something to myself.

Tomorrow's great. I'll have a whole day of.. hmm.. this and that, and then I'm off to have E lessons at night. She better not blame me for blinking excessively and yawning in her class, because when have I ever NOT done that?

Alright. It's on then.

(Btw, Jennie, please let this be a warning that if your half-asleep state cannot keep you away from the bed when you get up in a rush to press the stop alarm button at 7 am sharp, then you will come and haunt yourself when the day ends. Moaning away about how it's just a slip of concentration from opening your eyes wide doesn't help.)

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7:27 PM;

Sticks.

Okay, another one of my crazy plans. It'd fail, but what doesn't?
Time to make a phone call, then find something to fill myself.
Maybe helium. So I can fly like a bloody balloon.

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9:03 PM;

I know I wouldn't be able to keep it going.
Not for long.

In a nasty mood cus apparently I caught a lil cold.
This is nasty. Nasty nasty stuff. Did I say nasty? Yea you heard it right, it's nasty.
Nasty. You got that?
Nast.. Well, dammit, I said "cold", not "nuts". I have to stop it so that I can tell myself that I'm fine. (:

Song of the day's Need You Now by Lady Antebellum.
I'm singing my way to a grave because my cold's wrecked havoc on my throat. Singing doesn't help. Of course, I'm not causing maximum damage because I know how to make sure my throat doesn't get worse.
Well that doesn't make sense at all. I really do need to learn to make sense. Not making sense sucks.

Well now I'm sneezing, because my body decided that making a fool out of me when I'm so ready is fun.
Why did my immune system go haywire NOW?
It can go haywire any other time. Just not now. Dammit.

I've decided I'm good friends with anger.
Because anger comes to visit me all the time.
I'd be nice, ask anger to make itself home SOMEWHERE ELSE and then slowly I blink myself back to life.

Well I have a headache, I ain't feeling great at all, because all I've got to do now is to climb up a mountain from where I've freaking slipped down onto.

Ohmygod, honey pie, I'm gonna be sick.

This isn't fun, rawr?

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11:09 PM;

I am watching MTV again. When I got back home they were showing all the J & K mvs, and I realised they like to make people cry.
I loved Wedding Dress by Tae Yang, ahaha.
Just got the song from Serming. Yayness.

Katy Perry's not having any new songs,
they are STILL playing Fearless by Taylor Swift again and again,

and I think I'm going to explode if I watch Can't Be Tamed by Miley Cyrus again.

Jersey Shore is stupid. Fist pumping doesn't look cool at all. They showed the same ad again and again. 16 & Pregnant's ads too. All over the place. I don't like it. In between every 2 songs. I'm still drooling over Adam Lambert's Whataya Want From Me.

Math Olympiad was stupid. I had fun :D
I shall redo some of the questions when I have time, don't know why my answer was different from this guy sitting in front of me.

Ate with Zoey Ang at LJS. Finally found someone who loves LJS enough to be able to tolerate their scamming and their diminishing food portions. Oh, and she loves the ketchup too. Everyone else takes the chilli.
._.

I'm darn full.

Ah shall go watch Wedding Dress (again) when I have the time.

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7:44 PM;

Chocolate. The sounds of children getting their presents on Christmas. Flopping down on bed and snuggling with the pillow. You.

Yea yea, so I get my inspiration from other great pieces of work. Sue me.

I'm glad I quitted, apparently someone likes to have spare specs as well, because I saw a black pair instead of the usual white ones, Orchard Road is full of badass kids, I can apparently get bored to the point of wanting to hit on complete strangers,

And god. I wanted to walk into Borders/Kinokuniya so bad.

Thank you Jiayi for distracting me with another of my favourite things. Phone calls with Jiayi.

Well I have my Custard Cream biscuits from Marks & Spencer, I have my..

HOLY SHIT, THERE'S MATH OLYMPIAD TOMORROW. Well, at least I would be hurting my brain and having fun reading the same sentence over and over, oh, and peeking at Mingshin figuring out his questions, while the rest of my class would be listening to the same droning over and over again. Tell me it's not boring. And I'll tell you pigs can fly.

Hmm what do I have after Math Olympiad. Oh, right. Okay, I'm happy now. I've just told my brain what it'd need to do for the rest of the night. Hopefully it listens to me.

Now I just have to ingest and do whatever it is I told myself to do.

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7:28 PM;