my place.
I know my blog is dead. Rarely, or never has pictures. I blog boring stuffs. Still, I love to blog eventhough I know there might even be nobody reading my blog.
Oh well, I blog to express anyway. Not to impress.
So if you find my blog is boring and lame or too emo, dont bother criticising because I wont give a shit about it.
{ Friday, March 27, 2009
9:54 PM }
Hello people! My name is Syahidah. Yes, the kental girl in the picture above is me but I dont mind being kental, as long as people still love me the way I am. Mister Berg above is not around with me today because he is working now and Mak is in the hospital. Along, Abang and Cicik is all working also and I'm left all alone at home. Good thing I have Chocolate and Baby at home so that I wont feel so lonely. But still, I feel so lonely and I fucking hate to be left alone because it'll lead me to be having depression. Gah fuck. No matter how lonely I am now, I still try not to call her back home because I've been feeling that she's really bothering me and irritating me and always pissing me off.
Woke up early in the morning today and sent Rucelle at the airport since she's heading back to her country, Philippines. Had breakfast at Macs after that at T2, headed to hospital and visit Mak, then Ib sent me off to work. Work was all fine except for the rating system thingy which I find quite irritating but sometimes funny. Whatever. After work was such a torture to go back home alone, 89 made me wait for I dont know how long but just fucking long. Bus wasnt that packed but I think the passengers are just fucking dumb to get all stucked at the front part of the bus, even when there was still seats at the back of the bus. I was in the mood of smashing some bloody ass heads just now but nah, I just went pushing people around with my bag giving them my very fucked up face. Then, dropped by West Plaza. Just walked around, went in NTUC, went out, went to ATM machine, went to 7-11 the headed back home and brought back nothing from there. Now, I am fucking bored. This is killing me, serious shit. I hate to be alone. I can just get all depressed and sad and angry and happy or cry for no reason and there will be like thousands of reasons for me to get sicked of. These things only happen when I'm alone and never when someone is around.
Okay enough, I better stop this and start finding something to do before I do anything stupid or whatsoever. Damn.
Life has always been a huge roller coaster ride for me, full of ups and downs, making me start to get tired of it.
I feel like getting love drunk, falling into this beautiful dream and not coming out to face the reality.
