I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one in Singapore that’s thinking “THIS WEATHER IS FUCKING KILLING ME RIGHT NOW!”
I hate Singapore weather. If it’s not hot, it’s wet, but right now it’s just TOO FUCKING HOT!
(CAN SOMEONE TURN OFF THE SUN PLEASE? 5.5 MILLION PEOPLE ARE DYING IN THIS HEAT!)
This is the worst heat exposure I’ve ever experienced in Singapore, and this is coming from a girl who’s lived her whole life on this stupid island. Thanks to this heat (which I presume is the result of globalfuckingwarming), I’ve been suffering from nose bleeds the past few days.
I cannot wait to be done with school and fly myself to New York or Washington to study. The weather is just way too hot here!
Just last month, the weather was perfectly fine. There were days when I could go out in longs and not feel warm. It would feel like I was walking down the streets of London in Spring. Now I just feel like walking out stark naked because it’s so damn hot!
Come to think of it, maybe it wasn’t all that bad that the Ferrari crashed into the cab. He saved 2 more people and himself from this stupid heat! Maybe that’s why he crashed. BECAUSE HE COULDN’T TAKE THE HEAT!
THIS WEATHER IS FUCKING CRAZY!
P.S. I don’t actually think the Ferrari driver was innocent. If he can afford to buy a Ferrari, I’m pretty sure his family can pull together enough money to support the late cabbie’s family. #justsaying
How do you know if everything you’ve planned for the future will actually happen? How would you know if the world won’t really end in 2012?
You don’t. We all don’t. The future is the scariest thing ever. People worry about whether they get to be safe on their next trip home. Others worry if they get to eat their next meal or not. I worry if I’ll still be with my boyfriend 20 years from now. We all worry.
I learnt in church that there’s nothing to worry about because God has a plan for us and all we have to do is follow, but why do we still worry? What is it about society that makes us worry? Status? Judgement?
You wake up early
You go to school
You’re falling asleep in class
You think you lack sleep
You tell yourself
“When I get home, I’m going to sleep.”
Finally the bell rings
You get home
You spend the whole afternoon on tumblr
You don’t feel sleepy at all
You don’t lack sleep
You were just bored in school
You lie in your bed
You stare at the ceiling
Finally, you close your eyes
But there are no dreams
It’s one of those nights again
Suddenly, you’re awaken by a pulling pain
After trying to sooth it, you try to go back to sleep again
But you can’t
The pain still comes and goes
You try and try, tossing and turning for 2 whole hours
You decide to watch a little bit of TV before trying to head back to bed again
When you’re done, you go back to sleep
You’re just about to totally knock off
Then your sister barges into your room
You weren’t able to get much sleep
You weren’t able to get any sleep at all
Damn you, tummy ache
Is it possible to be bored of being bored?