the day i turned 18....

im jus showing these cute girls with sad faces to give u guys an example of how im feeling now.....





not much to say here.....jus wondering why do i always end up spending 8th of August all alone....

maybe ive always been alone and i shuld jus keep walking on alone...



i have this feeling of someone impaling me with a crude sharp pointed object and gave it a twist......the kinda deja vu i wish i will nver ever have to experience ever again for the rest of my mortal life....but thats kinda impossible....considering a weakling such as i am...



its like no matter how much fun i had with my friends in school....when the time comes for the curtain call ,everyone goes home for the day and everything ended.....i find that im all alone again......and all that im left with for the day is jus myself and myself alone......


i actually intended to emo my ass off on East Coast Park tonite and not come home for jus 1 day.....to spend my 18th birthday in solitude...reflecting on my past 18 years of my life......but then again i doubt my parents will let me do that......


barely anyone in my household lifted a finger to celebrate my birthday today....well except my sister who bought me a cup with nice cow prints on the sides......

also my close friends were busy and did not celebrate with me....kinda sad to be the only one humming happy birthday to myself...but i'll live with that....im used to it anyway.....for the past 18 years no one did bothered....


for those who did i sincerely thank you....especially Mdm Tay.....well i think i will jus do my own reflection on the past 18 years of my life quietly in a dark corner of my bed-room tonite or at the park downstairs at 3 am in the morning.....



how i long for someone to console me now..........