Friday, February 9

Emo Again

Listening to Inflation by The Whitest Boy Alive



Does anyone else out there hate Chinese New Year too? You know, I bet everyone's happily shopping for CNY clothes and waiting to count their ang pows and I'm the one person in Asia deperate to stay at home alone in Singapore on CNY. You know how I've been preparing for CNY? I've been sitting at home all day writing a bloody 20-page report on Direct Marketing and feeling sorry for myself.

I want so badly to stay here this year.. I don't want to go. Please, if you're reading this help me think of something, because so far, the best idea i have is to break my leg the day before we leave. So whoever u are, if u have an idea that works, u will get a tray of shots from me, or a monetary reward of $100. I'm that desperate.

This time of year always makes me feel so depressed. I feel like everything's going wrong now. My mum came back and for the first time ever i'd rather she be away again. I've grown so used to not having parents around that I'd rather it stay that way. Does anyone else flinch when u here keys turning the lock to your house because u don't want to see your father's face? Does anyone feel the pressure lift when u hear the door close behind them on their way out? I don't know how things got so bad but i'm definitely not happy about it. I need to live on my own. I really need to get away.

And i'm not trying to brag or anything, but everytime i go clubbing with mei I meet some nice, cute guy. We talk, dance exchange numbers and whatever. But the point is that no matter how nice or cute, when he calls me the next day i just don't feel like following it up. I don't feel like going on a date and making small talk and getting to know each other or even falling in love or whatever shit there is to it. It's just too tired and boys are just too much trouble. Clubbing is a great way to get your fix of human contact without the emotional strings.

I feel so fucking jaded with life. Even being emo bores me.

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