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♥Sunday, October 11, 2009.
Grr. I'm angry with my childish mum. Seriously. Please make me act like I'm your mother instead.
Tired of explaining.
Today's been a long and tired but fun day. (: I'm a little too tired to explain, but basically Xin Yi, Wai Yee and I went to my house and then we went shopping at Bugis. Yea, that's the gist of it all. :D
Wai Yee told us about this white room experiment thing. Gosh. I think its super gross. I think I can't even last an hour inside there. Its like you go into some room that's entirely white, and there's this low monotonous voice that keeps repeating something. Like wtf. I'll just die inside. I'll probably go insane. Hurhur. Went to look up the net for more info about it. Gosh. It was in Big Brother before. And the article is like, what the shit. Totally. Epic-ly scary.
Then went to see the Chinese water torture thing on Mythbusters. Brr. So scary.
I think psychological tortures are the worst ever. Really. It basically denies you of yourself. Like what the crap.
I'm feeling kind of vulgar now because I'm disgusted by all these. Erps.
Then I went to search on more stuff about human behavior. Quite scary. If you really wanna know more you can go search like, Stanford prison experiment, Milgram's experiment. Oh the white room one is similar to Hebb's cubicle or something like that. Then there's the Hofling hospital experiment, which is kind of interesting and thought provoking. Haha.
Dang. I'm kinda tired. And I need to go to school tomorrow. December Camp! ARG. I'm the best.
Woohoo. I'm finally back home. Just that my mum came disinfecting the house after they left. Really, its me who's sleeping on my bed and sitting on my chair. If I don't care, why should you? Gosh.
Haha. Its me. Its totally my fault yea. I always bring it upon myself one. Like, its totally my own fault. Haha. Like I've been given the permission to get out of it, but pride makes me go back to it and act like nothing's wrong. Haha. I feel like some piece of shit.
And no, I shall not whine. Because whining makes me feel worse. When I know that I have the chance of pulling out, but I choose to throw myself back in, I feel like a total idiot, so this shows that I cannot whine, because its my own choice. Okay. I shall work hard. Really. I need to get horrible feelings out of head. Go me! I'm a little delirious now, I think. I don't think that sentence made sense. But as long as I understand, that's perfectly fine. I'm just so into rambling.
I'll just have to keep reminding myself. To keep going on. Yes I'm ill-treating myself. But that's the only way I know how to do things. So don't try to talk me out of it. I'll survive. I promise. At least I promise to myself.
Yeayea. Shall sleep early. (: Big smiles! (:
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