Journalscape just deleted my entire draft.
So haha. Here it is in very condensed form.

It's the lunar New Year of the Rat.
If this is how things are going to be, I hate growing up. I was so down and out about Christmas. And here I am just wasting away my cny. I just see it as break from school... If this is how growing up feels like...

Take me to Neverland? Haha. I've always wanted to go. Ever since I read Peter Pan as a child. Childish desires I've realised. Only now I want it more... (which kinda contradicts my point about me growing up?... But perhaps growing up consists of realising the things you wanted as child are more precious than those petty little shits you want now... like H3 distinctions.)

The good thing is... the abundence of alcohol combined with my complete intolerence for it. Which allows me to completely just knock out... I have caught up with lost sleep. Mostly. But I know... not for long.

Oh. Debut of my very girly cny clothes. Haha. I'll stick to Tees after this... Much too troublesome.

Pile of undone work. Gah. Must bring myself to begin...

"What do you regret?"
"That's a strange question"
"That's not an answer"

Haha.