Hello, December.
There are a million things that are going right through my mind now. Zig, zag, manipulate, do a somersault , place that question mark in her head. If anything right now, i would kill for some good ol prata , with all the richness of curry and some teh tarik.
See what i don’t get in life is - why are people so bloody, fucking manipulative? No one said life would be easy, but they did say if you study hard, get a good job, have lots of money that it would be worth it. I mean, ultimately that’s the truth and that’s the need every one craves for. Knowing that your life will only be simple and razzle dazzle if you make it out successfully. So why do people not see the pressure you’re under, the goals you’re chasing and add on to all your life’s problems like how the rain drops pelt your head incessantly, relentlessly and eventually die down.. only to haunt you the next day and the next and the next.
I used to have a diary, i used to be nine and have a best friend named Desiree who I told everything to ( at nine, my problems were non-existent). Why is it that as life blossoms and you’re suppose to have heaps of fun, you suddenly are tied down with a truckload of responsibilities and problems? I’m honestly quite sick of 2011, its been a frigid little bitch, fucking me over all sorts of places. And i’ve had it. So when 31st december comes , i will be happy. I will shout, i will scream because i honestly CANNOT WAIT to step into 2012 and study so fucking hard, have so much fun, and just live life - my way. No one, is gonna stop me. I won’t let you. I won’t.
