Forget it, I'd discard referring to myself as "one". No longer feel any amount of sanity to put my bad habit into place, so yeah, here I am.

Loved today's CIP, t'was fun and I learnt much from Alas today. Much.

Also realized I can't bring myself to open up my mouth. I find it rather difficult to do so.

Took me a great deal of effort to open up my mouth, to speak to a girl.

I guess its been so long, I've been rendered to such a state of deterioration.

Of course, my father is always right, I am useless. Pretty much true, he got me there and then. He told me the inconvenient truth which I had denied myself of for the past 15.8 years. Woke me from my life of denial, a rude wake-up call he did give me.

Yet I'm so useless, I don't know how to become useful. Lovely.

Ah, such is the nobleness of fathers.

Its been two days and I don't know where the fuck he's been off to.

I feel it is best I do not talk about him any further, back to knowing more about selfish, useless, lil' me.

So yeah, I can't talk to girls. Die, I lack the vital skill necessary to survive in this society; its like forgetting how to breathe.

The deterioration begins, when I entered the most beautiful school of a Catholic High.

I got a decent hand phone at Secondary 3.

My computer only came to life at Secondary 2, my beautiful PSLE results occurred largely due to this factor.

Lost touch, lost the bonds, lost the memories, everything is lost. They'd ask, who are you?

Ah I feel so sad, yet I think you, as a reader, would rather see my blog about things more funny than to see me rant about my beautiful life. If you do wish to see funnier posts than posts of me ranting, please do notify me through the tag board or some other way.

Sorry, but this may just be the last of my rants you'll ever see, I shall commence the bottling up of it all if you'd wish not to see them, I'd gladly rid you of the trouble of listening to my bullshit.

I'll end off with this though,

I feel like giving up.