Life sucks. Probably somewhere on my forehead, or in my DNA there is this few words that says, "Screw me". Signed a 1206 whatever the hell it means. Paid 6 bucks for equipment we lost and we have no idea how a table can go missing. Stupid stupid stupid. Going to my new camp tmr. Whoopee. At least the drinking gang is there. Can go out and make a fool of myself again.
I wanna sing. But I don't feel like singing. I find it meaningless to do many things now. I cry at the simplest stuff. I find it tiring to live to society's meaningless rules and requirements. There's singing on saturday. I don't want to go. I find it tiring if I gotta put up a smiling face. I'd rather be sleeping at home trying to nurse my upcoming hangover. I don't know.
I'm resorting to food therapy yet again. Eating a lot. And now drinking comes into the picture. Then when I find my weight disgusting I'll probably try to be anorexic or bullimic. And the whole cycle starts again. Not a very fast and painless way to die. But oh wells. Worth a try.
Haiz. In every young child I see GOD. So innocent and so naive. Plain and simple. Each individual moulded by His own hands.
Sigh. Where is the love. So much hatred. I don't think I can even recognize Love anymore. Void of emotions. Just displaying what is needed when the situation arises. In my mind. I just feel that no one cares anymore. Rather I don't see anyone caring at all. Everyone is busy destroying our lovely planet. And screwing each other's lifes. I hate this world. I hate myself. I hate everything.
9:21 pm;
N {PROFILE}
Norman Woon
21 Years Young
Male
27/03/1987
MJS, MSS, CJC(rox)
