i'm a sucker for hindi love songs.
gaaah.

i was hooked on to like i dont-know-how-to-pronounce songs yesterday.
they make me go all wushy mushy inside, like my heart suddenly decides it wants
to become margarine! and ineluctably, tears well up in my eyes.

why,taahira? why must you be such an emotional wreck.
*bangs head.
this is like my online/virtual diary, but i realised i'm not typing ANYTHING
close to how i'm feeling. (which is like 2013278382738 more) because i've come to realise
that maybe i am secretive when it comes to like
pretty much like a balloon with a spectrum of emotions expanding
somewhere in between my lungs and heart.

hmmmm- i wonder how asthma feels like. *frowns.


all this before i watched criminal minds! (which is at like 2am?channel 5 is full of bullshit)
but i've been watching it consecutively (:

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the people in my amath tuition are like becoming nice,
not the egg-fried,bowl cut-cheena-55666 YAY i love you zhian kwai kwwaiii-kailan type!
good speaking english people who are cuute!
very motivational i tell you, to like be happy that i can ask them somethings i don't get
and they won't say "xiao ti ti, poo zhi tao " *heavy cheena accent (taahira version)
:D at least i know, i did math! thats the only thing i can solace to when i think too much.


i'm gonna get out the house today, whether its maya, timothy, or even kaamela.
i just need to.