It's Labour Day today and I'm stuck at home studying. While Zhiying is out, watching her favourite superhero, Spiderman, swinging here and there.

I feel like staring at the sky and just you know, stare. Thinking about what just happened, I feel like shooting myself with 10 bullets. I really don't understand what made me do it. Oh man. Blame it on Stupidity.

Now I hate you. I really do.
I hate you for allowing me to fall for you.
I hate you for letting me love you.
I hate you for doing what you did.
I hate you for not answering me.
I hate you for liking her without me knowing.
I hate you for being so selfish.
I hate you for everything you said to me cause it was all a lie.
I hate you for being you.

I'm learning to be stronger now. Not physically but emotionally. Yeah. It's doing me good.
After so much, I realised that allowing yourself to cry and moan over something for a period of like, 3 days, depending on how serious is it, of course, is a very good way to help you overcome things. It's like handing up an assignment on the dateline.

There'll definitely be a scar somewhere down there, but at least you're shoving it aside and not letting it show. Putting up a brave front is also good somehow. Acting like it doesn't affect you also helps alot.

So to my clique, when I'm all high and smiley suddenly, don't ask me why. Otherwise I can just break down and cry anytime, anywhere. You wouldn't want that to happen, don't you. And don't mention that ass's name too. Or I'll be angry. Very, very angry. So much so that I may bite.

Oh, I'll be changing my url soon too. Okay. Random.

Beware Of Rachel.