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2007-12-12, 1:22 p.m.

Fuck. The weather hates me. Before i start cycling it starts raining. Then it stops for awhile when i'm waiting. Then when i set off to buy lunch, it rains again. heavier each time. then i buy lunch and before i set off it gets even heavier. So i'm drenched. Cold wet shivering. I seem to be doing that very often the past week. And my bike handle bar brakes poked a whole in my styrofoam packet and my food got slightly wet. But it won't kill me to eat it. why me. why not my brother. why my food, why not his. this sucks. And the moment i stepped into the house. The bloody rain stopped. please shoot me. what's worse is i already changed into the clothes i'm going out in. and i don't want to change again cause that would mean my mum has to wash extra clothes. i'm not a bad kid. i can't do that to her.

When you told me that you loved me
were those just words
you can't tell me you don't need me
and i know that hurts
Cause i'm looking at your picture
cause it's all i've got
maybe one day you and me will have
One more shot.

ok i'm off. to town. i'm going to be late to meet them. i'm always late. screw it.

wonderful - memories