Sunday, February 06, 2005
first and foremost:
words cant describe how much i appreciate the tags, smses i got the past few days.thanks to you all.
As i'm typing this entry. My bru juz came back frm his
SWIMMING!
Olrites. So this is the book that his coach gave him.
The book cover seem so "life-saving"!!! ha!
Then,
I didnt know that he took my words so seriously. Because i said i want to buy a jel to jel up my hair. And he actually bought it for me and said that THAT is my
bdae presie. Awww~! how nice. Thanks bru for the
SUPER HARD GATSBY JEL WATER!
Recently, there're two songs shuttling about in my head all the time. kelly clarkson's
since you've been gone and greenday's
boulevard of broken dreams.
VeRy nice rythem. Yeah. I'm playing on my blog now.
LET'S DANCE!!!
sometimes i feel that i have nothing to say. i can't think of topics to bring up or things to talk about.
i feel like i'm a
VERY BORING person who only knows how to talk about myself. For which is so totally egocentric, self-centred thing. but i really don't know what to say laa.
Maybe it's hard to talk when you can't talk about the
ONE thing that's consuming your thoughts always. it makes your brain feel empty, because you can't think of anything but that....
i'm now at the stage where my imagination goes wild the moment
i someone speaks of that...and i'll go totallly
HIGH!!
i sit down and daydream about what will never be. Yeah.
SMACK me.
BITE me.
SCOLD me for all
you care.
what can i say? my brain works in weirdy weird ways
SOMETIMES. it hyper-analyses minute details and processes them into false hopes for me to believe in.
Anw, im alrdy a
dumbo dumb girl.
i seriously don't know why i did, but i realise that you've seriously influenced me in many ways which you may think nah...
'bull-shit' la.
i don't know how we went from strangers to friends, and as usual i think you can't think of anything to say, but can
we you please???
ARRRGGGGHHHH!!!
ALrights. i shall just
HOPE for CNY.
Maybe my worst fears were realised and you know. if you know, but are not saying anything, does it mean that you not care?if you don't know, then why does it feel like you're...??
you either know who you are, or it's just my imagination again.
Oh God.
Peace out**
penned.
2/06/2005 09:26:00 PM