I Don't Miss Us , I Miss What We Used To Be

You're not one of a kind, but you're my kind.

I hate waking up at 6am and leaving the house at 6.50am for 8am classes.

I hate Dessert Bar's cowboy breakfast.

I hate the fact that my parents don't gimme enough freedom... NOT ENOUGH.

I hate waiting by the phone for you for hours. Then when a text eventually comes in, I get excited... Only to find out it wasn't from you.

I hate Dr Yeoh because he looks like the grumpy ol'man from UP.

I hate wandering around aimlessly in shopping malls.

I hate pencil skirts... There's nothing pencil-ish about them.

I hate loud obnoxious China students, especially Hospitality ones.

I hate peep toe shoes, you can't arouse anyone with a lil peep.

I hate people who eat shark fin soup.

I hate Taylor student's because they don't switch off the lights and air cond after class, especially Hospitality ones.

I hate you.

I hate myself.

I miss taking pictures like these.

I love the smell of grass after it rains.
I love the smell of old books and the sensation of flipping through it.
I love what I'm doing with my life right now.
I love dodge ball even though I can't play for nuts.
I love Josh Groban.
I love Josh Groban in Glee.
I love Glee.
I love the smell of you when we hug.
I love watching kick ass ( hee ) movies.
I love sunflowers... YYEELLOOWW.
I love kitchen classes.
I love you.
I love myself.