I swear I saw it coming.

Right from the beginning, when I saw on DBS that there would be a SM concert. I was hesistant about going. I remember me telling people, "Siao ah, I don't want to spend $200 to see Dbsk perform like what, 3 songs? O.O" But I decided against it and went along, because of...sigh, peer pressure. And how my eyelid was jumping the day before when I was getting ready to go to Allison's place to stayover. And how my brother was suddenly diagnosed with Hand Foot Mouth Disease and myself with Tonsilities. And how coincidentally my grandmother was going overseas at the same time so no one could take care of my brother. And how my mother and I were told that the main airport in Bangkok is closed thanks to the protestors who happily planted a grenade less than 24hours before our plane was scheduled for departure. And how I was awaken by a notice early in the morning that my flight was cancelled.

I don't feel the slightest emotion of sorrow or anger, but I regret. I regret letting 'evil me' get in the way T-T Now 800 bucks' gone like this. Sigh

I see myself repeating this, "I saw it coming." I saw all those signs along the way and still...?

Instead of following my heart, my six sense or whatever damnfuck there is. I was stubborn enough to go along with this trip.

But I'm lucky. Why? My mother said she would pay me back all I've spend, in exchange of my safety. Sweet? Yeah, tell her that and she'll be boasting about it for months to come.

17 this year and currently schooling at nyjc. I belong to a chaotic class with truly awesome people (well,mostly). I couldn't care less on what you think about me. I have my fair share of close loved ones: my mother, brother, grandmother, my bestest best friend Danial, the six girls that never fail to make me smile, KTHXBAI! and not to forget my Baby, Bambi, who means the wholefuckingworld to me. And they are all that matter. So either learn to be nice or leave me alone. Idc. Facebook

I swear I saw it coming.

Right from the beginning, when I saw on DBS that there would be a SM concert. I was hesistant about going. I remember me telling people, "Siao ah, I don't want to spend $200 to see Dbsk perform like what, 3 songs? O.O" But I decided against it and went along, because of...sigh, peer pressure. And how my eyelid was jumping the day before when I was getting ready to go to Allison's place to stayover. And how my brother was suddenly diagnosed with Hand Foot Mouth Disease and myself with Tonsilities. And how coincidentally my grandmother was going overseas at the same time so no one could take care of my brother. And how my mother and I were told that the main airport in Bangkok is closed thanks to the protestors who happily planted a grenade less than 24hours before our plane was scheduled for departure. And how I was awaken by a notice early in the morning that my flight was cancelled.

I don't feel the slightest emotion of sorrow or anger, but I regret. I regret letting 'evil me' get in the way T-T Now 800 bucks' gone like this. Sigh

I see myself repeating this, "I saw it coming." I saw all those signs along the way and still...?

Instead of following my heart, my six sense or whatever damnfuck there is. I was stubborn enough to go along with this trip.

But I'm lucky. Why? My mother said she would pay me back all I've spend, in exchange of my safety. Sweet? Yeah, tell her that and she'll be boasting about it for months to come.

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