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don't worry babe.
& 9:30 PM &
you wasn't at the fault. actually it's mine. i'm just a self-centered whore.
my mood's been really baaaddd. today's band practice, i feel like breaking down. i can't play
I CAN'T PLAY ANYMORE! i feel like i should just banish back home.
i told myself,
i want to give up, but i will still hold on and believe in this band.
okay, forget what i've just said, it sucks.
anyway, just suddenly, my passion for band today is like, so low. i don't have the mood to play, therefore, no matter how hard i push myself, my fucking lips will always get so tired and sore that i'll have to pause. is it my braces? or is it just me? i guess i just suck at everything.
everything. ):
i'm sick of the fact that life's unfair. so unfair until i get so fed up.
IM FED UP.
anyway, brown eyes always reminds me of my TNFs kay!
i'm so fucking stressed out. i could break down but i'm trying so hard to take it.
DAMNIT, TOMORROW WILL HAVE 2.4KM TEST RUN.
how fucking shit is that.
happy birthday wan teng! <3
msARTEE ):
