DON’T YOU FUCKING HATE IT WHEN YOU SPOIL THINGS FOR YOURSELF!!! FKKKKKK 

sometimes..

I just feel like letting myself slip. Just stop everything.. lie in bed and not move until I’m ready to face the world which is probably never. practically everyday I wish for the courage to fuck everything up and just lie there.. but I get up and I do things. because.. this is what you have to do when you’re an adult. YOU HAVE FUCKING RESPONSIBILITIES. 

Honestly, we have it good. It’s not like I have no water and food. It’s just that having to pay lots of bills and my dad not working.. and school loans and on top of that, hospital bills every month…
life is so difficult…  but then again, who ever said it was easy?

That makes me sound like a fucking brat. 

I’m just so tired of facing people, living up to their expectations, having to be respectful and not being able to be myself.

Is it that hard finding a perfect job that will let you do what you want and be yourself and also lets you bring home the bacon?

p.s (also, I will have to fucking miss my favourite band that is only stopping here for it’s one and only ASIA show in the tour because of work obligations… and I’ve already bought the ticket.)

I have started watching Chicago fire. There’s no turning back. I already ship people. Help.

Seriously though.. It’s so good.
Go watch it.

My eyes are so sore from crying the past few days at work. I’m so sick of it.
Fuck.

In other news, I miss my tumblr glory days. *waves to old tumblr friends*

I just called my first show as Stage Manager. I’m so proud of myself and how far I’ve come. 

but.. boy, am I tired.

Happy New Year from Singapore! :) hope everyone’s 2013 will be the best year yet.

Much love,
Gee

Merry christmas you guys!! It’s pass 12mn! :D hehe

Fecking hell……. I only slept 3 hours due to my healing tatt itching like a bitch. Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ahshsgsgakakosdhsk grrrrrrrrrr

I was watching cbb and I just think that Jasmine needs meds. I’m not a psychologist or psychiatrist but seriously.. Someone needs to help her. The poor girl.

REALLY BORED AT WORK.

some weird magazine editor came and took photos of the pancakes and ice creams just now.

also something happened just now. a few colleagues of mine that I’m supervising sort of “charged wrongly” and it was quite a huge difference and I had to confront them about it. damn it. 

I want to quit. 

I don’t understand the whole I-want-black-widow-movie-not-ant-man thing. Seriously? :(