You know what.. I think there's really no point blogging about "what-I-did-to-myself-after-a-bad-breakup." Excuse my frankness. What is the point of announcing to the whole world that you slit your wrist just cos you're going through a breakup? Hello??? Being the rather superficial bitch here, I'll tell you that they leave permanent scars.
Besides, was gaining sympathy from others your motive in doing so? Using that sharp object to slit yourself is already stupid enough. Announcing it to the whole world(and perhaps hoping your precious love would read it and feel the pain)would just be like digging your own grave. Do you not know that you just provided people with more juicy information? Oh puh-lease. Stop that whole "this is only physical pain.. how do I ever heal my broken heart?" drama.
Are these people just gonna wallow in self pity for the rest of their lives? Lemme tell you an easier way out since BOTH parties did the exact same thing of trying to take their own lives. But lack the guts to do so.
1. Jump off the building together. You'll be able to live together forever.
2. If you wanna cut yourself, exert more force. Don't be a coward and just leave scars. Anyway, the number of people who die successfully using this method is err.. very low la huh.
Sorry for sounding a little morbid. It's just that if people are really determined to die, they won't announce it. Know what I mean? So since they did, why even do it in the first place? What. It gives you a sense of adrenaline rush? Or like it numbs your emotional pain? Bull shit!

Ok, that aside. This is to reassure the biatch that I will definitely talk to her asap. Confirm plus chop. Need authorised signature or not? x)
Oh.. and Joleen, can I borrow your Vagina Monologue after the exams? Please please please. I'll promise to not laugh when I hear your recordings.
Just a random thought. I hate cab drivers who yell when talking on a hp. Super irritating. I hate them even more when they take a super long route(I didn't tell him to change his route cos he was on the phone. Doubt he could hear me through his 1000 decibels voice anyway)and cheat me of my money. Fuckin swine. A trip back from Bt Batok cost me $6.40 when it's supposed to be $5 smth. To make matters worse, he was driving behind some sbs bus ON PURPOSE, humming some cheena hokkien song. Fuckshit. He still had the cheek to ask me, "xiao mei ah.. ni you mei you wen dao chou wei? ying wei gang cai you ren qu ba sha mai yu, ran hou yu de shui dao zai wo de che shang. wo yi jing xi le ke shi pa hai shi you wei dao."
Stupid. Since when did fish mongers sell dead fishes with water? Or is he telling me that the fish secretes 1 litre of water upon being killed? I wasn't in a rude mood so I said no. But if he continued singing off-tuned hokkien classics, this would have been my answer.
"Uncle.. chou wei bu shi cong yu lai de, er shi cong ni de zhui ba fa chu de."
That, will definitely keep his mouth shut. Don't mess with my chinese k.. I had distinctions for both O level and AO level chinese orals. *beams*