Monday, December 01, 2008
deleted the previous entries just...because.
things are looking up, so let's hope it remains that way. (:
Sunday, March 02, 2008
!@#$%^&
I feel so much pent up frustration now, I wish there's a punchbag in my room for me to jab cross and roundhouse kick.
There's midterm tomorrow and I'm not done studying yet as well. Great.
Term break has just ended and I can't wait for the next one to come. Pending phuket trip in May(:
Monday, February 25, 2008
Turn back timeGosh. I haven't blogged in ages, and I took darn long just trying to log in again!
Forgot my passwords and id.
Anyhows. A very very belated happy new year! My first post for 2008. (:
Well. School has started again and am functioning in full swing.
I miss the girls so much. Everyone's like so busy and all?
Read F's blog today and it made me want to pop in and check on my dusty neglected one.
The last entry was such a happy high one. Hmmm.
But right now there's so much flashing through my mind.
Fond memories of you, you and you. Many different lovelies.
...
1) Us chilling out at the bus stop. You piggybacking me... I was so scared of the closeness once again. But well, you'll always be my special friend. I don't think anyone can ever fill in that space of yours.
2) You taking care of me and cheering me up when I was down. I don't think you realize how the teasings put a smile on my face. I'm definitely not going to reveal who you are, but thanks so much. You're the annoying green worm. :)
3) You messaging me out of the blue and trying to sustain conversations. I honestly don't remember much about the past. All those changes through the years; it'll be interesting to see how you've turned out.
4) I saw your face on fb and wow, you're still looking so...pretty. :D I've always wanted to ask you something but yeah, too chicken to pop the question. Mt Faber and cable cars remind me of you... you're the best senior!
Lastly, YOU. You've become part of my everyday life. Though you get on my nerves every so often, I know at the end of the day after our stupid tiffs, we'll bounce right back to talking like disgusting lovebirds. ( Not so much on my part but still... ;) ) It's been a pretty long while, but there's still much more to this. With faith and love, many more happy days ahead :)
Righttt. Haha. I'm sure some of you will know who the different You(s) refer to. Yah wells. It doesn't hurt to go down memory lane just for kicks. Of course, there's still so much I wanna express here. But it's so late already. And some things are better left unsaid, kept safely in
the depths of the ever fragile heart.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
HIHI IM LOVING MY HOLIDAYS AND SLACKING MY LAZY FAT ARSE OFF YAYS! SEE IM SO LAZY THAT I CANT BE BOTHERED TO INSERT PUNCTUATIONS. haha okay. Anyhows, yesterday/today was the first time i spent more than 24hours with the boy! Vivo, looong bus journey, american pie, soccer (HAHA), instant noodles at 5am, kfc buddy meal lunch, half of knocked up (cause we both dozed off). Twas good, and i'd say it somehow made up for the horrible weekend. happy belated eight months silly, many more to go. (:
ps: my fellow friends please don't tease me for sounding so mushy. i'm trying to be sweeter nowadays okay. (:
pps: 12 days more to christmas!
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
Something doesn't feel right, but i just can't put my finger to it.
OH WELLS. ONE LAST PAPER TO GO. :)
Sunday, December 02, 2007
Today, while searching for my philo stuff, I found this purple card stashed in between the midst of all my junk.
I read it, spent a few minutes reminiscing, then chucked it inside one of the gift bags on the table.
Somehow, it no longer holds the same significance as before, and I'm happy for that.
Just two more papers to go!(:
Thursday, November 29, 2007
what's the difference between someone saying "i love you" and "you, i love"?
when someone says "i love you", they're emphasizing the emotion; they LOVE you, not LIKE, but LOVE.
when someone says "you, i love" they're setting you apart from all the others; you're different, special - and you're the one they choose.