never come

“I try to talk to you, but I don't know what to say. I am afraid you don't want me to say anything. So I don't. But inside of me there are words waiting to come out.And tell you how I feel-like how I miss you. And how I love you despite my broken heart.And how I need you in my life. And especially how much I want you.But those words may forver stay in my heart-locked inside.Sometimes I wonder if there are words locked inside you too... but I'll never know.”

I didnt write that by the way.
(I wouldnt. ahem. =p)

Go heeeerree.

Just put it up coz i tot it was rather sweet. n stupid at the same time.

Lots more sweet n stupid things where that came from. =P


Am supposed to be doing PBL (work)

PBL is bad.

(PBL is an evil ploy by the university to Pretend to actually be doing their job and Teaching us when actually all they're doing is just shaking legs n sucking up all our money!
Where we sit around in groups of ten n discuss cases that they throw at us, have to go back n read up to present at the next meeting.)

I proposed an Anti PBL Society!
where we all sit around n bitch about PBL n refuse to do it (tho eventually having to succumb to such trivial matters in the end.)

Oh wait.
We already do!

Bah!

Why should i be doing PBL when there are much more interesting things
like TV for example
or peeing
or wasting time looking up random sappy quotes.
to do.

Bah.

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”

Lol.