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<$BlogDateHeaderDate $> @ 7:04 PM

You're just a coward, jade, just a coward...

✏ 微笑却不甜了.

<$BlogDateHeaderDate $> @ 9:03 PM

Sometimes things are easy; don't make them difficult and hard to bear.

Why is there this fear???????

You know where the fault lies...

There aren't many tomorrows left.

✏ Twisted.

<$BlogDateHeaderDate $> @ 11:19 PM

One of the things I absolutely cannot stand is the idea that all men are jerks. I don't understand why women have to have men treat them like princesses all the time. What we want here is equality, right? Then why must you make it seem like men are of any lower a status than you are? Why must they succumb to all your whims and fancies? We are not their slaves but neither are they ours.

And this, 'A Few Reasons Why Guys Like Girls'. I mean, really? Do guys think like that? Sounds to me like another girl who cannot grow out of her fantasies. Why do people think like that??? Is that really all there is to love? Maybe it's because I haven't fallen in love yet and I won't understand whatsoever but c'mon, surely there's more to it like what's inside for example. The things they think about, the way you can talk about anything with them, the way they can finish your sentences?
'How cute they look when they eat'? Seriously? When does anyone look cute when they eat?
'The way they fish for compliments' in what way is that lovable........ I'll give you a compliment when I see fit my goodness.
'The way they hit you and expect it to hurt' See now, you're just characterising all girls as weak fragile things aren't you? Who to say they didn't hit you all that hard because they're considering your pride, huh? This angers me so much.

Girls, on the other hand, who portray themselves are cute little things for guys to protect and embrace... I have nothing to say to you. Clearly, you're asking for it.

✏ 夏天还是那么短思念却很长.

<$BlogDateHeaderDate $> @ 6:34 PM

In exhilaration we forget that simple things can be happy too.

I search your face for a trace of emotion you used to so readily exhibit; any emotion. Some joy, excitement, jest, if you please. Instead there is only annoyance and something else unreadable. I turn to her and reply playfully trying desperately to keep things as light as possible, just like old times. Keeping up with a pretense. The conversation proceeds along casually - an onlooker sees no peculiarity. We're pretty good at this, eh? Like an incident and reflected ray our exchange deflect off a shiny surface, back and forth, back and forth. When I muster enough courage, I let my gaze flicker to your face a little while. I want to laugh at everything you are saying - I want to tell you I am happy because I am talking to you. But... I daren't linger too long. Fear and longing intertwined. How I yearn for the way your eyes used to light up when I spoke, for that easy rumbling laugh, for finishing my sentences then erupting into a fit of giggles, for that tender attentiveness - you hung on to my every word.
How come it'd never occurred to me before?
You won't even look at me now.
There is no happiness in that farce of a guffaw. Instead it rings something hollow, empty. It pains me, the truth of your subtle plea. The world may very well be deprived of your animated amusement forever.
I'm so sorry - it's my fault, all mine.

Prelim 2 results are okay I think I deserve all the Bs for not working hard enough - no excuses, only wrongs to right. I dare not be too happy because we all know what happy soon becomes and there is just no time for complacency. I keep telling myself there is still time in a bid to calm the fluster but truth is, there really isn't.

It's not so much proving anyone wrong as proving yourself right.

✏ 祝我生日快乐~

<$BlogDateHeaderDate $> @ 7:48 PM

When you don't expect anything, you can only be pleasantly surprised.

I don't know how many good things I did in the past to be so blessed today. But from what I've seen I was probably a philanthropist or some sacrificial nobleman or something. What I feel... not particularly happy just so incredibly lucky do you know what I mean??? Like why are all these people so good to me??? I really appreciate every single thing.
[I stopped here on 2nd august hahaha]

It's been exactly month since the day I felt so incredibly . The feelings definitely aren't as fresh as they were weeks ago... hence I shall put it off no longer hehe. The people who cared enough for me are the ones who deserve to be celebrated. I owe you all a blog post at the very least!! (Not like yall read my blog but that's fine)

To be honest I'm really not an active member of our class or anything hence I was really pleasantly surprised (thoroughly shocked, might I add) that 4C bothered to sing me a song and even get me a slice of cake ^^ I really fell for it because ah what can I say I'm so freaking gullible hahahaha I very easy one la I will never suspect anything ask my team haha.. but I just want to say thank goodness I was sorted into 4C because it really is the sweetest and warmest trip science class (ok actually any class) with the nicest people! Thank you celine and meena for the cake! Thank you kavi for the sweets hehe! Thank you steph for the pens (yay!!) Thank you jieyi for the card and gift! Thank you rosy for the card hehh... thank you everyone else for bothering to sing me the song :)))))

Then azrin and mel and anita and amanda for coming over to 4C to wish me and give me more food yesssss hehe. And for the virgin try at strictly's yes thanks bro let's go again!!!!! And the cube.... I need to learn how to solve it soon hahaha :P thanks babe ^^ and and and yea!! Jo for coming to my house to give me the letter!! And of cos stephz for sending it to me ♡♡

Finally, I really have nothing to say about these 2 except.. no matter what happens between us from now till forever, remember you'll always be in my heart ok.

"Words exist that can, used by a poet, achieve a dim monochrome of the body's love, but beyond that they fail clumsily."

Aish I'm really sorry for this.. besides the fact that I'm lazy and procrastinated quite a fair bit, I usually avoid thanks and apologies because they are never as sincere as I mean them to be. Feelings are feelings - I believe no words can ever accurately convey what you are experiencing at any point in time. But I will keep trying. Meanwhile... let's not continue ruining things yeaaaaa

Bye! Good enough stephy? ;)
(I think not ahhhh :<)

Ohya bonus rx and jodi unglam hahahaha