havent been writting in here for quite sometime,
because it seems as though nothing's really much worth the mention.
like how my life had became nothing but a set of routine that i have gotten quite used to.
i'm horribly bored or u can say sian
with the way life is right now that
i wish i could either fast forward or turn back time.

sometimes, i wish i could be anywhere but right here right now.
maybe its all these 'sian-ness' that gets me all tired for no good reason
and thats why i take so much comfort in sleeping.

last friday, my dislike for animals, cats especially was brought to whole new level.
call me heartless, uncompassionate cruel or whatever
but i reallly really hate animals.
i cannot express how much or intense my dislike for them are.

and today, after talking to my mother,
i realised shes actually
done a lot for me, and all i've done to thank her is to ask her for money
and let her worry over things that i should be taking care of .

its not that i'm gonna hug and thank her right now, its not me.
its just that seriously if i were to thank her for all that she has done, i wouldn't even know where to begin.