porridge

something feels different between us. can you feel it? because i can and its really hurting me so badly. i feel so fucked up that i can't even cry.

i have to say that i am very proud of myself. i actually cooked porridge without burning the pot and the porridge is edible. *smug smile* i dumped kicap all over it because its my favourite way of eating plain white porridge and i had my pickled vegetables with it. yumm. feel healthier. what with all the fast food and outside food, i swear i'm poisoning my insides slowly and maybe in a few days' time i'll drop dead. hmmm...
and now,
i am waiting for the sun to go play hide and seek with the little clouds in the bright blue sky. so i can go wash my car. my car's aching for a shower. and maybe i'll bathe baby tomorrow. poor fella's very smelly already. stupid dumb weather.

why must it rain in the evenings? i rather have them raining at night and hear them pitter-pattering on my rooftop so they can rock me to sleep. and some thunder would be nice. its like a confirmation to me that its raining. (: i likelikelike.

today is my first official day without school. hmmm... maybe in the next post i'm going to post all about my wacky classmates and what i'll miss most about them. (: but first, i'm going to need all my classmates pictures. hmm..