the good's not as great anymore.

Today didn't start out great.
I was greeted with frowns which eventually turned into something bright and cheery.
Thats all that mattered i suppose.
Tomorrow is the fucking test.
I'm fucking minced.
Yes,
Fuck is the favourite word of the century for me!!
Blaaaah.
I gave a call to Seb this evening,he answered. :):)
My heart made this awful load of somersault and i felt like crying when i heard his voice..
I miss him,muchos.As much as i hate to admit it.
Fuckkkk.
When he laughed on the other end of the phone,its like he was right next to me when truth is,he's a million miles away.
I hate distance,i hate lengths.
Anyways,
I would like to voice out a couple of things to some people though;

1.Don't try to pretend you know whats going on in my head and this voice i'm talking about is real!So i might be psychotic but for what its worth,i'm still in a healthy state of mind.
2.Yes,i talk about deaths a lot,i'm obsessed with the idea of dying.Don't ask why,i just do!Maybe its because people come and go into my lives like its 7-11 and i fucking hate it when that happens.So fucking leave it as it is.I'm not emo,i'm not depressed,i just enjoy sitting at a corner and fantasize about my own funeral(kidding!)
3.Don't be a smart ass and said i'm prolly just going through PMS cause i'm way over that idea.Nobody gets PMS for no reason!
4.Nobody really knows whats going to happen so stop pretending to be god and assure me stuffs thats not predictable.

There.i just thought some should know.
And to those i dislike,i still dislike you.
To those i love,i might start to hate you.
To those i'm going to leave,be prepared.
To those i'm leaving,i might pay a visit.
So,to the heartaches and bullshits;Cheers!
take care.
Love,Appreciate!