Sleep is for the weak.

I'm so scared. In fact, i'm terrified. So much to study so little time.

To top that off, i don't know why i'm missing home so much all of a sudden. I miss my friends, my dogs, my car and my mum despite her recent visit to adelaide with the rest of my family.

I love them so so much. Gosh it's such a bad time to be homesick. :(

I will pull this off. There's absolutely no room for doubt (or regret now). Don't ask me why the sudden urge to blog. I just felt ridiculously compelled to.

I need Divine Intervention.

Cheap wine, eyes wide and tonnes of facts to be devoured.

Why do we cry?

Let it be known that i absolutely hate people telling me off in the kitchen. It's like a bad habit i just can't kick. I would like to think i'm good at what i do. So yes, i'm in charge. It's my place. I freaking rule the kitchen. How dare you come into my kitchen and snare at me.

I wouldn't raise my tone if you didn't flare me up at the first place. I never intended to be rude. I was just being defensive. I was completely indulging in my work, which seems trivial and unimportant to you. Well it's not! It is important to me. Therefore it should be to you too, out of respect.

But god forbid, you couldn't pick a better time to interrupt me with your snarky remark and hideously annoying snare. Oh god the snare. I bet you didn't even realise you gave it. Hey i didn't ask you to wait for me. You don't usually wait anyway. You knew the drill. So what seems to be the problem? You were very much capable of doing whatever you wanted in the kitchen. It's not like i hogged over the bloody kitchen or something. I was working quietly at the corner.

There were so many ways to react. Get a new plate maybe? I don't know. Just a suggestion. But you chose the ugly way. I'm not your dog. You don't get to yell at me. Heck i don't even yell at my dogs. It peeved me off when you think you're so much more superior than me. You're not my mother. Just because you've been around longer doesn't always mean you knew best. Don't think you're oh-so-righteous and throw condescending glare at me. Step back and reflect.

You said i checked my manners at the door and that i've always been rude yada yada. Yes i do confess that i used to be disrespectful. But not anymore. But that's not the point. The point is you don't get to judge me on my past. Cause you're my sister. I've came a long way since. I'm sorry you can't see that.

Speaking of changes, weirdly, i don't feel the necessity to respond to the accusation of having no manners or whatsoever. How unorthodox. Maybe i've change and grown more than i know. Oh well that's not important. This post is essentially for me to vent out my frustration. I'm just glad i got it all out. I hate confronting my family cause i know i would cry. For some reasons, i just do. And it'll just go nowhere except tears and more tears.

So why do we cry?

Because we're sad. Because we're mad. Or simply because we're frustrated.

Because i'm disappointed. Close to frustration. Almost angry.

Worthlessness

It's been a while since i last felt this useless. What the hell am i doing?

I feel so horrible now I disgust myself.

Abandoned, but not forgotten.

I wanna start blogging again. (:

TOP 3 MOST PLAYED SONGS IN MY IPOD THIS WEEK..

Viva la Vida :: Coldplay

Details In The Fabric :: Jason Mraz Ft. James Morrison

The Man Who Can't Be Moved :: The Script

Hey hey hello hi.

(I wrote this entry long before i blog bout the past 5 weeks events. I actually changed the post dates to the dates when they occur but not the day when i write bout it. It's cheating, i know, but heck cares. So at the point of this entry, i really haven't been updating for 5 weeks.)

Wow would you take a look at that? I haven't been blogging for almost 5 weeks. I must be terribly busy.

I'll update soon alright. I have a lot to make up to my angry beloved readers for all the thrills and spills that happened in the past 5 weeks. I wonder if you guys still read my blog eh.

Oh well, i must leave now. I've got facts to cram and notes to devour. Tomorrow's my mid-sem exam. Law paper to be more precise. So i'll start my studies in a while, but only after downing a few cups of coffee that is. Hey do not underestimate the coffee. Not sleeping is already half the battle.

Concentration, fail me not.