haha. i have a dead cricket in my room. permanently.
cos it got stuck in the cracks of the floor while de xin tried to pick the baygone covered cricket with my pencil marking filled paper from math last semester.
ahaha.
thanks de xin!
its times like these that makes me think of my prince galloping on a fine handsome horse, coming to my rescue. sweeping me off my feet. ahaha.
i know. its kind of dramatic.
just over a little cricket.
i always believed what guys can do. so can i.
we are no weaker.
but i realised, some jobs are just meant for the guys (even tho girls can do it too).
jobs that will make the girls so thankful and in awe that it'll also boost the guy's ego.
and den to sum it up, its a happy ending.
what was i trying to prove, that i didn't need guys cos i can be as strong if i train enough. trying to be independent and self reliant. what for. what was i doing. i have no idea. but i figured. its definitely not good to be a totally weak girl either. just gross. ahaha.
i think i'm starting to be incoherent cos i'm really tired right now.
i could just put a comfy rug under my table and hide there when i feel like crashing.
or when i feel like building a wall around myself.
