i swear life can be so cruel sometimes. just the other day i thought i did something good cause two good things happened to me. one, i managed to cycle by myself on i don't know, my second try? two, a friend of mine texted me randomly which made me excited. well that's cause i been crushing on that friend since 2007. i thought things were looking good cause he was telling me things he doesn't tell others (i assume he doesn't tell others ah cause he's always saying "jgn blg org lain" after everything) but seems like that good karma bubble that i've been living in has burst today. turns out that friend treats me only as a close girl "friend" (easier said, kawan perempuan) cause he was telling me about how he was trying to chase a girl just so he can talk to her! -.- i feel like taylor swift in the song "teardrops on my guitar". well cause the song's about the situation i'm in. bloody faggot. if closer to home, i feel like sharlene. cause she said guys tend to view her as a close girl "friend". and they'll talk to her about their crushes while she's crushing on them. SHARLENE I FEEL YOU! haiya. i don't see the light at the end of the tunnel anymore. i guess i'll try to be the best close girl friend he'll ever need/have. wah seh emo sak. but of course ah. early in the morning you know when he told me! feels like a brick hitting my face. and this is the first time this kinda stuff happens to me. but whatever give me time and i'll get over this. i think.

and, i have cycling lessons today with peewee. i'm really afraid that my cycling mojo will disappear. considering that my good karma is gone. either that or i won't be able to concentrate. or, i can concentrate, but i concentrate too much that i will run away with his bicycle and never come back. hah. ya right. whatever i'm pissed/sad/lost so i need to punch-dance myself to pieces now in my room. annyonghi kyesayo.

p.s. i wanted to power punch the air (in frustration) in front of my dad's "beer" belly (he doesn't drink beer but he is so boncet that it looks like as if he has been drinking beer since he was born) but i almost power punched his belly instead of the air. and he choked on his drink. not my fault cause he's drinking standing! macam unta! now who told him to be a smart ass and do that.