Stressed
A very important day to me is coming up very soon. I'm a bit stressed because everytime it occurs, I will reflect a whole lot. And I know that so far, I haven't achieved anything. Which stresses me out because I will spend my entire week worrying, emo-ing, stuff like that.
BLAH. What a disaster. DI-SAS-TER!
Let me share with you a story since I promised Crystalyn I'd write. Sorry ah, Crystalyn... I know you're a great friend and you cheer me up and stuff... But this is really... cute.
To understand this story, you gotta know how the PGP key looks like. It's actually a transponder. Like a car key thing. It has just one button in the middle of the key.
So one fine day in 2900, I showed Crystalyn my transponder. -holds out transponder-
Crystalyn: What's that? -PRESSES-
[Cass jumps a little]
Crystalyn: HUH? What's this?
Cass: Oh, it's for my pacemaker....
Crstalyn: What's a pacemaker?
Cass: It's this device you put in your heart for irregular heartbeat...
Crstalyn: OMG! I pressed it!!!
Cass: Yeah. You did. =(
Crystalyn: omgomgomg I'm so sorry... >_<
In the end, I told her I was joking la... And she wasn't exactly laughing after that.
Sowweee.
Right...?
Today, I was happy and sad at the same time. Happy because all my friends got the positions they wanted. Sad because they are living my dream. And I tend to get jealous about that, which will morph into depression and emo-ness.
So during the times there was nobody talking/smsing/msning me... I will honestly, just stoning where I stood/sat, and imagined a world.
I talked to Daniel about my stories AGAIN. Like how he repeats himself over and over again, so do I with him. Funnily, he finds them interesting. Genuinely. Makes me wonder if he ever listens. But I always feel so good after yelling at him about council-PSL crap and how the world is unfair to people who can't put themselves on paper.
HELLO!!! I am someone who shines better in person than on paper. I don't have stories to tell, but I have potential to show! I shouldn't be the one standing at the other side of the glass door, staring at where I wanna be. Do you know, even though I have no key... That I can break that damn glass? Yea, that's how much strength I have. So just let me in. Ok?
In any case, angsty angsty. I want in. Really. Let me in.
BLAH. What a disaster. DI-SAS-TER!
Let me share with you a story since I promised Crystalyn I'd write. Sorry ah, Crystalyn... I know you're a great friend and you cheer me up and stuff... But this is really... cute.
To understand this story, you gotta know how the PGP key looks like. It's actually a transponder. Like a car key thing. It has just one button in the middle of the key.
So one fine day in 2900, I showed Crystalyn my transponder. -holds out transponder-
Crystalyn: What's that? -PRESSES-
[Cass jumps a little]
Crystalyn: HUH? What's this?
Cass: Oh, it's for my pacemaker....
Crstalyn: What's a pacemaker?
Cass: It's this device you put in your heart for irregular heartbeat...
Crstalyn: OMG! I pressed it!!!
Cass: Yeah. You did. =(
Crystalyn: omgomgomg I'm so sorry... >_<
In the end, I told her I was joking la... And she wasn't exactly laughing after that.
Sowweee.
Right...?
Today, I was happy and sad at the same time. Happy because all my friends got the positions they wanted. Sad because they are living my dream. And I tend to get jealous about that, which will morph into depression and emo-ness.
So during the times there was nobody talking/smsing/msning me... I will honestly, just stoning where I stood/sat, and imagined a world.
I talked to Daniel about my stories AGAIN. Like how he repeats himself over and over again, so do I with him. Funnily, he finds them interesting. Genuinely. Makes me wonder if he ever listens. But I always feel so good after yelling at him about council-PSL crap and how the world is unfair to people who can't put themselves on paper.
HELLO!!! I am someone who shines better in person than on paper. I don't have stories to tell, but I have potential to show! I shouldn't be the one standing at the other side of the glass door, staring at where I wanna be. Do you know, even though I have no key... That I can break that damn glass? Yea, that's how much strength I have. So just let me in. Ok?
In any case, angsty angsty. I want in. Really. Let me in.
