Thursday, May 20, 2010.
Split Personality?
7:56 PM

When I get home, I'm like all lifeless and unsmiling. A lot of things go through my mind. Like why did I get myself  in this mess, and would she go for PTM or something. I somehow hope that she'd forgive me. But I firmly believe that both of us were in fault, and it was a generation gap that caused the problem. Like, due to the generation gap, there was a hugeass misunderstanding. I'm not the kind who'd reach out first. I just can't do it, and my ego is too big to allow me to do it. Sighs.

I don't know what to do. Hopefully by PTM it becomes normal again.

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I'm fed up with such a life.

When I'm in school, I am so hyper. So happy that I can do anything.
It's a huge difference when I'm walking back home. The thought of facing her, and everybody makes me feel like giving up on this life. But I can't day. Heaven forbid me so.

While I'm listening to music, I hope the music drowns my senses... And a speeding vehicle comes and crashes into me... And then I die. 

Even better, I die in my sleep. I'll love that. :(

One thought leads to another. After that I wonder what people would say, who would actually attend my funeral. Like what would happen. 

When I die, during my funeral, nobody should cry. I want a white coffin. :D And pop music to be played. Everyone laughs and jokes. Okay that's kinda creepy. Hahaha.