So, here I am, listening to WAX - Fixing My Make Up. I haven't a clue from where this song is from but I find it sad. It's about a girl who keeps using make up as a mask to hide her sadness and tears away, waiting and waiting for the one she loves to return. Typical, eh? But heh. For first I've heard such a song.

It's a pretty sad.

Part 1: Fixing My Makeup
Part 2: I Want To Love

2 parts to the whole video. I hope my readers will enjoy it as much as I did. It's not so sad but if you think about the whole general idea and loving only one person from a wee kid till you're old, it's a phenomenon.

Apart from that, fever subside slightly. Then... nothing much. Ok, I had a tipsy start today. At work. LOL. Call me drunk, I don't care. I'm drunk, shit you. Stupid headache won't egging go away. Despite that, I still went out to grab some crappy thing from Dhoby GAWD. Sheesh. Pathetic much, can't spell that place. I was walking like a total drunkard, swore like a total bastard and drink like a total loser. All in all, medication brought this predicament on me. Verdict, medication owns you whether you like it or not. Shit! Can't spell for c***'s sake!

So, work was boring. For Eff's sake, I missed school yet AGAIN! Dot. I overslept. Stupid drugs. Really, why did I dose myself on stupid pills... Freaking fever. It had better go away. Right now, sitting on a chair, supposedly stable. Nope. Here I am, my head swaying, playing optical illusions on me. Great! Having fun yet, my conscience? Stupid. Gosh, like my world reversed upside down. Fish.

Like, I had enough of thinking of that goon already. My blog entries, as of late, consist little of him. Stupid D. Good grief. Fever is fever. Stupid paracetamol SUCKS balls. My throat kept burning. So super dry. Super. Good going, Nature. Great job. Asshole. I got pwned.

So, I still like him. Miss him. I enjoy chatting with him and whacking him. I enjoy his whacking me and him talking and telling crappy shiz to me. Idiot. You don't tell others things like "Rice from North China is sweeter because it's harvest only once a year whereas South is 3 times a year, so not so sweet." Like total randomness. Do I have to bring in some stupid permutation and combination now? Sheesh. Ok. Screw me and screw you. I'm feeling tipsy again. Stupd drugs working like total alcohol. Egg. They should really ban drugs, y'lmoW?

Oh FFS. Y'know?*** Sheesh.