allowed entry at 9:29 pm

I wish I was Eeyore.
Call me Eeyore instead of Cina Matlap.
Kay thanks bye.
Everything's going fucking downhill and I feel like such an asshole to not care about anything.
Jyeah, I have that I-don't-give-a-fuck look and I really do have the I-don't-give-a-fuck attitude.
But at least I'm no fucking free-rider, no fucking free-loader and not a fucking pain in the ass.
I still care about my life and my future.
Plus I have my own brain to work things out by myself.
I pity those who have well functioning brains but not giving a flying fuck about their own lives.
It's people like these that makes my blood boil and make me curse out loud when I'm really trying to stop cursing and swearing my hearts out.
This other thing is making me lose sleep plus it's driving me up the wall.
I don't know if I made the wrong choice but I was thinking of the long haul rather then the short term.
Nothing interests me anymore and truth be told, I'm sick, tired and bored.
To the core.
It's like we're back to square one. Make that a square zero -.-
Been listening to Blink 182 to make me forget about things and I miss them more then I miss anyone else.
I grew up listening to them and fuck ah I miss them sial. Can make me cry sia.
If they were to ever regroup and have a gig, I'd give up anything
ANYTHING to watch them live.
No matter how far, how expensive, how whatever-else-you-can-think-of.
=(
But now,
Time alone.
Time with family.
Time with friends.
Time to repent.