Begin each line with "It's sucks when. . ."

You wake up for a full two weeks with butterflies in your stomach.

You have butterflies in your stomach for the whole day.

You can come up with more than 10 variations of "SIGH"

Like that : SIGH, ISGH, GSIH, HISG, GHIS, SIHG, SHIG, GSIH, SGIH, IHGS and the list goes on.

People who get your sense of humour are rare.

The saying goes, "有心, 力不足"

There is only 24 hours a day.

Your room is so messy, yet you don't have the time to pack it.

You've neglected so many people, yet you don't have the time to do some catching up.

You cannot resist the temptation of spending money on useless things : Cab, unnecessary food, yucky food, dvd rental fines and again, the list goes on.

You are so clumsy these few days.

You dance with no energy these few days.

You cannot remember dance steps well.

You forget that people are judging you all the time.

You are so frankenstein-ish sometimes.

Nothing can really make your day.

All these isn't really an excuse for you to be miserable about your life because it's a matter of choice to make things happen, or not.

You find counter-excuses for your excuses.

The strong gets stronger, and the weak gets weaker.




Mel is being so random, yet again.