Through Glass

2.00 am inside the hall.

Listening to Stone Sour's 'Through Glass'.

Hmm.. maybe I should lower my standards.
Maybe when they make bloody stupid remarks,
or do bloody stupid things, I should just tolerate it.

Maybe I just need to tolerate their vanity too.

Nah.

Screw them all.

I will not tolerate morons for the simple
fact that I'm afraid of becoming one of them.

They don't like it, they can kiss my ass.

And yes, I know I'm not exactly Einstein...
but I get the feeling you know the kind of people I'm referring to.

"1+1= 3! I'm smart! You don't think I'm smart and pretty? Get lost"
"Suck it"

Yeah... I'm drunk.

Ahh.. screw you all.


Oh yeah, before I forget.
What is up with all the people at Tampines Mall and Century Square?
Like my friend says, it's like they don't have anywhere else to go!

What, do those places call out to them?
Why the hell is it always crowded, mann?

Freakin' weird.

My friend's wedding went alright.
Hadn't seen her in such a long time.

She looked... different.
Better. A lot better.

Ah well.
People change.

The wedding itself was alright.
Managed to avoid nearly all my ex-classmates.
Nearly all.

Met 2 at the mosque.
And 3 more outside Century Square.
Yeah... like I'm gonna hang around long enough for them
to talk with me.

Now, finally...
once again.

Screw you all.

That feels good, doesn't it?

No?

Suck it.

Well enough of that