Cleared.

The feeling of having back my desk from the horrendous messy demon is seriously beyond words can describe. Heh.

So awesome that it should be recorded down. Lol.

But seriously...

It has been long since I have sat at it to get serious work done cause from all that I can remember was that since the start of UT2, mess has been piling up and all I could do was move to another venue or space just so I could do my work.

Laziness is the key.

But... Since all was over. It's time...

NO MORE EXCUSE FOR MESS!!! ・ﾟ・(｡>Д<｡)・ﾟ・



So hello, my desk. Good to meet you again! ヾ(*´▽｀*)ﾉ

脑的主题乐园。

夜里，每次静下来时，总是喜欢听听下音乐让自己有一些对自己诚实的时候。

每一晚，想的主题都会不一样。
前阵子想的不是考试就是大学，真的是烦死了。现在总算尘埃落定，算是做了个决定。虽让不是心里知道不是最好的选择，不过，已经是对大家最好的决定。不知道后来的路会怎么样。

今晚的感觉很怪，好像鸡尾酒；包围着很多的成分。

有快乐的，也有想念的。
开心的就是终于盼到了好友大老远来啦，虽然之前没来的时候，真的想了很多在一起的时候会要做点什么，可是来的时候却也没做什么，只是谈谈。说了真的也没有很好意思。不过，一起时，感觉真的还真不错。

想念的呢，就算了吧。
也不知道再留念着什么，可能是天时地理人和的关系，冲昏了头。

可是到现在我还是对你抱着感谢，感谢因你而发现的这份友情。

不见。

不见东西，有了领悟。
但也很心痛。

好想哭，可是也没用。
怪只怪我粗心。😔😭

What do you listen to?

Music.
A very powerful word.
A very big part of my life.

Everyone agrees the same that the world will never be the same without it.

Some like me, will agree that you can't live without it. Yup, not even one day.

But just not everyone will agree on what's good music.

It's just like how people buying the same top from the same shop can end up buying very different sizes, even color.

I'm a kid who appreciates weird music that most people her age won't. I really don't mind it for as long as I had remember. It might be the tiredness tonight, but tonight. I do mind the fact that I'm different.

I don't know why. Tonight my definition of unique becomes weird, but here am I still listening to my weird music because it still soothes me the way I like it. 😌

Heading to bed with a heavy heart, a slight headache and just a very tired me.

A long deserved getaway.

Nothing better describes my feelings.
Super shiok please, finally getting to another place, away from all the politics and social games. Not forgetting school and all the work waiting for me.

Woohoo, bunched with a chain of random mambo jumbo nonsensical dancing is all I am feeling. 😊

Let's just hope I get the best out of this trip, see the people we wish to meet and come back safety and happily. 😁

Oh, not forgetting. Happy Chinese New Year to whoever that's reading this. May you and my year prosper well like no one's business.

HUAT AH!!

No big deal.

No big deal. It's just my final year presentation tmrw.
I'm still here trying to script my presentation in the middle of the night with everyone deep in their sleeps.

No big deal. Sure. I will be fine.
I just haven't really ironed my formal wear I need for tmrw morning, and now it's like what? 5.29 a.m. in the morning already. Great.

SURE'S THERE'S NO BIG DEAL IN THE VERY BIG DEAL.

I am screwed man. I don't even know which is better to wear. HELP.
*No one's really awake now though :|*

Screw this. Thank you very much for reading.
I am a hopeless kid that do all the wrong things at the wrong time.

Thank you brain for losing the function to prioritize.

Yes, I am blaming everything but myself.

I really hope I get through this. SAFELY. *Prays*

Life without maid; the neverending edition.

I know from a long hiatus from the blog writing, a good and cheery post would do all good, but sadly, tonight is not the night.

Ever since maid had left the family, I can gladly say that there's a huge change in how life is, how the true colour of things slowly shows and little and insignificant can we be. 

Don't tell me love and kinship all through all odds bullshit, 'cause all I am sensing now is tension. 

I hate how the culture of the family have changed ever since the maid left. 

I hate how now's all about tension, stress and restrictions in the family. 

I hate coming home to an empty and messy house everyday, tensed as ever knowing that at any time I would be yelled at for doing things that seemed to be so insignificant in the past. 

I hate you for being so unreasonable of small things because you are tired, and you just want to vent everything out. 

I hate it when I become your venting outlet and every form of harsh words comes right out from your fucking mouth like blades to my soul. 

I hate the tension we now have between us. 

I hate that feeling that I don't even feel like talking to you. 

I hate how I can't even feel relaxed in my own home. 

I hate how I have lost the whole feeling of truly slacking and relaxed at home. 

I hate how now I feel that even going out doing nothing is better than staying at home.

I hate how I feel like I don't want to ever be in this place. 

I hate how I feel so immature due to all this tension and shit going through. 

I hate the everything and anything that have changed when the moment my maid left home. 

I want my life back.  

But, I know it's impossible. Fuck.