When you're desperate, I guess nothing really matters anymore.

That's my mum's theory on fashion. Her evidence is: During CNY, people buy the ugliest clothes to wear, simply because - there's nothing bloody left.

Well, I dunno about that. I don't buy clothes days before CNY. My mum actually buys them 1 month before CNY. That's what she calls - ample preparation. Of course, my mum's totally forgotten that one month before CNY is December-January, which is the winter season. And, of course, buying clothes during winter totally does not go down well at all with the summer Singapore seasons.

Hence - be a smart shopper.
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Shopperificity wise, its fashion time. And when I say "fashion time", I really mean "fashion overhaul". And when I say "fashion overhaul", I really mean "bad fashion sense". And when I say "bad fashion sense", I really do mean one person in particular. Bad Fashion Sense.

Oh, and I guess some people should learn to understand. Like, understand understand. Not the surface understand.
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Overprotective.
Overprotected.
Overprotection.
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I feel like a total mean dumbass now. For reasons obvious and valid and undisclosed.

I'm sorry. I know I've said it a million times, but I am sorry. I mean every single word of it. Even though its just 3 words. But I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I really am.
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Dumbass bitch.

I don't understand how some people can do things like that to themselves. Was it on purpose? Fate? Luck, even?

Lets put it this way. I don't understand how people can hurt themselves, and say that they don't even know how it happened. But from experience, it happens!

Okay. So yesterday, I banged my head on the wall. On the wall, in my home. In my home, in my room. I have no idea how a wall got in my room yesterday, but it did. And as I recall some time later - that means now - I realise that it was there all along, but I just walked into it like it wasn't there. And so I banged my head for the first time yesterday.
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Today. I banged my head for the second time.

Its not a sensational piece of news, because its a very painful piece. Anyway, during PE today, Nad and I banged on each other's heads because we were squealing and grappling for the same ball.

Stupid us.
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I drew the best picture I have ever ever ever drawn, and I'm feeling just so damn proud of myself.

I call it - The Gay.


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