Peer pressure huh.

Perhaps I am getting it. Why oh why, last time it's by a mere 1 mark, now it's 3. Last time everything was alright, now it's all fucking screwed up. Me myself especially. When I first came to NUSH, I guess I was completely different compared to now. All screamy, random, enthu (at the wrong time and wrong reason), retarded perhaps. Plus, two stupid attitudes which looks at people the wrong way. A stupid attitude which thinks they are bad and realised they are good (and it's all too late once more), and another one which thinks that she is good and realised she totally rocks (and screw her, how much more can she suck?)

Why oh why people must be happy, why oh why can't people be depressive. I cannot blame them, I was the one with too little expectations. I can blame myself, I know it all starts with me, ends at nowhere, for I'm eternally cursed. Cursed to be a fucking screwed up person without a fucking sensible mind that fucking functions like a normal human brain in the normal world. Do I look like I care YES I fucking care about it but who bothers? It's all too late isn't it. What they expect of me (and everyone), I tried to be. What they don't expect (or don't want) of me (and everyone), I tried not to be. Either they do not bother or I never change at all. Which on both cases, is bad.

Seriously I phail. I phailed so badly, even that is also screwed up. It's time for me to go back to when I was 3 and start to learn how to walk properly. Screw. (I don't care how I can do it, but screw.)

I love Slipknot. Because Slipknot is one of the few few few bands that can fucking scream properly.

Writing my life story with my blood and tears

* Name: Tan Yong Ying
* School: NUS High School of Math & Science
* Class: M07106, M08206, M09304
* House: Faraday

Peer pressure huh.

Perhaps I am getting it. Why oh why, last time it's by a mere 1 mark, now it's 3. Last time everything was alright, now it's all fucking screwed up. Me myself especially. When I first came to NUSH, I guess I was completely different compared to now. All screamy, random, enthu (at the wrong time and wrong reason), retarded perhaps. Plus, two stupid attitudes which looks at people the wrong way. A stupid attitude which thinks they are bad and realised they are good (and it's all too late once more), and another one which thinks that she is good and realised she totally rocks (and screw her, how much more can she suck?)

Why oh why people must be happy, why oh why can't people be depressive. I cannot blame them, I was the one with too little expectations. I can blame myself, I know it all starts with me, ends at nowhere, for I'm eternally cursed. Cursed to be a fucking screwed up person without a fucking sensible mind that fucking functions like a normal human brain in the normal world. Do I look like I care YES I fucking care about it but who bothers? It's all too late isn't it. What they expect of me (and everyone), I tried to be. What they don't expect (or don't want) of me (and everyone), I tried not to be. Either they do not bother or I never change at all. Which on both cases, is bad.

Seriously I phail. I phailed so badly, even that is also screwed up. It's time for me to go back to when I was 3 and start to learn how to walk properly. Screw. (I don't care how I can do it, but screw.)

I love Slipknot. Because Slipknot is one of the few few few bands that can fucking scream properly.

By post:

1. *stares at ears in mirror*
2. Eminem!
3. Fun=D
4. Slipknot!
5. Those nights
6. Regrets
7. One more day gone
8. Screwed up
9. "Wishlist"
10. Meaningful?

By month:

1. April 2000
2. September 2007
3. October 2007
4. November 2007
5. December 2007
6. January 2008
7. February 2008
8. March 2008
9. April 2008
10. May 2008
11. June 2008
12. July 2008
13. August 2008
14. September 2008
15. October 2008
16. November 2008
17. December 2008
18. January 2009
19. February 2009
20. March 2009
21. April 2009
22. May 2009
23. July 2009
24. August 2009
25. September 2009
26. October 2009
27. November 2009
28. December 2009

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