sometimes as i clean up my room, i cant help but think, "why on earth am i doing this when i could have just stayed at home and do nothing?!" last evening, i swept and mopped the floor. you guys should see the dust. disgusting. -.- perspired like a pig. and today, i did my laundry and changed my bedsheets. perspired like pig again. rahh. i came home and complained that i dun even do the dishes, my dad said, "good, train you up!" wadever. ok, dun think i am some spoilt brat hor. i dun think i am one lah, just lazy. now they will know that i mean it when i say it's not that i dunno how to do, it's just that i don't want to do k. -.-
and i was blur enuf to think national lib will be opened on a public holiday, unlike our school's. so i trotted to jurong east for nothing. so much for laughing at cheryl. sheesh -.-
the other day, i asked a fren if she was disguising her real feelings by putting up a brave front. then for some reason, today i asked myself the same question. is the strong, cheery, talkative, bright (blah blah...) layming on the external really wad she is really? hmm. i continue to be on the path to self-discovery...
posted @ 9:10:00 pm |
