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Wednesday, December 29, 2004


HApPy BiRtHdAy to my 'lil' BRoThER, ShAwN.!!! *claps>>

Brought him some chick tees ydt. Gave him some 'ang bao' money. yeah...coz i worked and i just receive my pay on christmas day. n he will better used them wisely...

It's been a long while has it? Since the last time I got on. This little post is for you, my dear blog. For putting up with me. For tolerating my nonsense. For not complaining that I keep neglecting you and never coming online to visit you. For always venting my frustration on you and for not loving you enough. For that I am truly sorry....and i tot of visiting u again today...so here i go..


owells, christmas is over... ohno, it shldnt be! didnt e song say there's 12days of christmas...??! haha! owells, wadever..!


Went queenstown with him ydt to get his pair of Teva scandal. But he was looking at dunks(which he wasnt suppose to buy them) all the while...and he evens ask for help on one nike dunks. *agrees* the dunks are handsome!!! very indeed. While i was still in search of my adidas samba bag...Every shop i went..it's like,"NO more le"..super pissed off...Hello!! it's the second time lo..


Went to an adidas's shop hopping that they have it. n I saw nigel and co.! WOW!!! WK had grown pretty tall...i rmb sec1 i was taller than him! Goodness me when guys shot up so tall..yea. like my brother too!


Almost cudnt recognise them...till nigel wave at me frantically...so paiseh. HoHohO!!! =))


Guess what!!!


He cudnt find a pair of scandal he like. All he cudnt see was dunks n more dunks... so brought him up a level to look for some chick tees instead.


Try on some.


Bought a few...


somehow i felt bad swapping my nets card away...

but being a elder sis...i tot i shld be more giving to my lil ones. Juz like him. o wells...yeah...my parents always say..u r jie jie,dun u care abt ur bro?? gt sick of them las.


After having satyed at queenstown for sometime. I decided i shld head down to bugis. Still hoping to get that bag.


and today. i was being 'suan' the whole day by my grp of girlfren...esp sy yeah?

and dad called to meet us. He went all the way to bugis to SHOP with us! Thanks dad! While mummy is at orchard having an appointment.

Dad was shocked that shawn cudnt get his scandla over at QS. And the usual him argue all his way thru hoping that dad will allow him to get those handsome dunks. Pretty much saliva-wasted, yeah?mr shawn? wahahahahah... =P


Then dad drove me down yishun to meet Yalai to get some stuffs. sry, to keep u waiting...haha. Thanks too!

and we SHOP ard northpt...

then we went over to amk sportlink. I love that sportlink.i dunoe why. i feel i know alot of staffs there coz i always buy my dri-fit tees,shoes,dunks frm there.and too, tts where my bro gt his teva scandals and a pair of erm...nike?? slippers? (if i m not wrong)


And he saw a billabong cap that he wanted to buy. For goodness sake. i think u are buying the BRAND rather than the cap!


tts why i said initailly..he better used my money WISELY!!!

by then it was already...almost 10pm. and we havent HAD our dinner...crossed over to the nearest S11 to grab some food and ciao.


...why. why m i feeling a sense of loss somehow? why aint i enjoying life like the others?

What is there left to hold on to, when this glorious thing called life itself is so ephemeral?

When everything we seem to have really fade, change or disappear completely with time? Our emotions, convictions, relationships are never constant; happiness and love are found and lost in turns; we live and then at a certain moment we don't anymore... where is the sense in this all?

Yet, holding on can be something beautiful. Even when we know that it will be all in vain at the end, even though it will bring us the most difficult times ahead, it is the only thing that we as humans can try to do in the face of sorrow, loss, bewilderment or incomprehension.

We are going to try holding on anyway, because there are so many things that are worth the while -- feelings and memories that remind us just what warmth, bliss, pride, comfort, or pure happiness really is about.

Holding on will make it harder for us, but why should life be easy anyway?


Holding on???????????????iam. I stay on...but did u? did u keep ur words?






penned.


12/29/2004 01:25:00 AM