i wonder if depression can cause nosebleeds. or maybe its the late nights. my stupid nose wouldn't stop bleeding for 2 nights in a row already. wonder if tmr will top that. and that was one of the most gross tasting ice cream i've ever eaten. sigh. whine whine whine. enough of a warning to stop reading now unless whining can be tolerated? yup. i think... that i'm a loser. contrary to popular belief, i think inherently i am one. because a loser might be someone who has very few good friends, don't belong to any particular tight-knit community, likes people who never like them back, don't perform extremely well in a particular field, makes lots of bad choices and to top it all up, is ugly too. yup i think i fit the bill perfectly. shall have another ice cream... oh yes did i mention fat too? vicious cycle. i know i'm just being silly. but sometimes i just feel this way. not asking people to go oh you're not this that blahblahblah. because i do know that i really am such and no point arguing with me. i like to think i can be objective sometimes. but then again i'm still human. and human beings can't really be objective sometimes when it concerns emotions right. i have no idea what i'm muttering on about. just rambling. damn i need a hot shower. actually i'm not even feeling depressed now. just feeling sleepy and stoned. maybe the ice cream put some sugar in my blood or smth. really was feeling quite crappy just now though. maybe a few smses helped too... with the sugar. ugh my blueblacks are getting huge and ugly... nowhere as huge as joanna's tho. and i have no clue how on earth am i gonna finish all my work by monday and tuesday... so not possible. what is the point in doing anything anyway? i think the bell jar is getting to me, especially since i can identify with what the protagonist is feeling. what a depressing book.
:1:03 AM: :sugah~plum
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