Monday, April 07, 2008

; and i'm sharing a dream with a memory

Time to get some accounting done and away with.

Vevian - 150 000
XiaoXiang - 15 000
Kunlong - 120 000
Tingting - 20 000

Yay. I should just tread in the shoes of Ahlongs of the world and start splashing paint and cutting wires just for the fun of it.

And I so need to lose 5 or is it 7 kilos now so I can live up to what I said and pursue thus scaring the hell outta the man of my dreams (only, I'm almost totally over him.)

Hahaha.

I've got almost exactly two months left to TP and a thousand more lessons to clear. My lazy ass is burning a hole in my chair but I'm not moving.

HA, Ting stuck her nose all accusatory like to the moniter - 'Can you stop blogging about him?' The smug smirk on my face when she saw the neat column of figures.

Oooh, someone's been spreading stories on how I'm his ex girlfriend! Teeheehee. Self-satisfied grin again.

Forgive my mindless ramblings. I'm bored and sleepy, bad combination that comes along everytime gloomy Monday comes skipping up.

Sunday, April 06, 2008

; a pill to make you dumb

I'm suffocating, every moment it gets harder to breathe and I don't know why.

Maybe it's every fiery exchange of brutal lashes we hurl at each other.
Maybe it's how I feel sick in the gut to imagine you happy without me.

There's this constant ache in my heart, and I feel the heaviest stone of the world weighing upon my chest.

Heartache is this physical. =(


So the player got played..

Saturday, April 05, 2008

; everyone's looking round thinking i'm going crazy

You baby me.
You partner me.
You toy me.
You break me.

Your words, Rino.


You started.
You played.
You lied.
You ended.

Mine.

Thursday, April 03, 2008

; the unit number of heaven's a question mark

Manwhore.

Jolyne huh.

So stop denying you played, lied and cheated on me, BASTARD.

Quit mindfucking me with your 'Don't make me say things to hurt you which I never do to hurt you'.

I was blind, maybe I tripped, but I'm past caring now.

Fuckface.

; still feel the pain everytime i hear your name

Cuddling over at his place days ago, I was mysteriously overwhelmed with an inexplicable attack of deja vu.

That he would be the B.K of two years ago.

I would be blessed by the arrows of Cupid with what I secretly desired, then, those sweet moments would end as fleetly as winged doves. Not by my choice.


The inevitable has fallen.

Now I'm only praying two years later, I wouldn't be feeling for him the way I occasionally still feel for B.K.

Wednesday, April 02, 2008

; if only tears could bring you back



J Φ ﻛ ђ says: JOV
J Φ ﻛ ђ says: guess who wrote this
thanks for being there esp those nights. gna be quite shitty when you leave. and then im like rawr, like pressure cooker with damn pressure cos there's no one. 
mm love you loads for always trying to help over the phone. thanks for all the calllls. late night calls, accidental calls, lame calls, 5 mins calls, studying calls, illgeals calls. made my life so much more interesting, what bout yours? talking confiding, listening, advising, trying hahaha. and all others we ve done that ive left out. 
im so grateful cos youre always there somehow, and you nvr fail to cheer me up again, and i knw i always have you to turn to kkkk i jst want to thank you for the wonderful friendship we ve had so far and i hope it will last. youre special and will always be and i am definitely unafraid to say i love you cos i really do! 
some nights ago, i made this promise, tht you will be the rad kid josh, amongst all the joshs tht i knw and will remember plus love the most. 
joviee.* shawty is a killaaaaa. says: that girl? 
J Φ ﻛ ђ says: it was u 
joviee.* shawty is a killaaaaa. says: 
joviee.* shawty is a killaaaaa. says: was not
joviee.* shawty is a killaaaaa. says: since when do i use language like 
joviee.* shawty is a killaaaaa. says: rad 
joviee.* shawty is a killaaaaa. says: DUDE 
joviee.* shawty is a killaaaaa. says: WHAT RAD SIA 
J Φ ﻛ ђ says: duno 
joviee.* shawty is a killaaaaa. says: and what's with rawr  
J Φ ﻛ ђ says: i saved it 
joviee.* shawty is a killaaaaa. says: HAHA

; awaiting your promised future

I am absolutely disgusted and appalled by my actions last night.

And horrified at what I've done since Monday.

All for a guy whom I've known for what, 10 days?!

The ironic thing is, it took a healthy dosage of Martell, Emily, Kelly and Ivy to rouse me from my state of what can only be called utter pathetic-ation.

I still wonder, though.

Who was right, and who wrong? Did I make a mistake of losing a potential true love? (highly unlikely), or did I save myself by forcing the situation to a halt thus eradicating the chances of future hurt.

I guess this will just have to go down on the list of 'The things you never knew'.

Monday, March 31, 2008

; don't say you love me

WHY oh WHY are all the guys in my life so into victimizing themselves?

And bitching about me on their Friendsters, Msn nicknames, etc.

Blame the victim, sure, push it all to me.

I'M THE GODDAMN LOSER SUFFERING FROM BEING PLAYED OUT.

ME OKAY?!

I'M THE GODDAMN VICTIM.

; drive me crazy

Reminisce.

August17, 2006. Post title, *Lullaby.

It's pretty damn hard to believe, that after almost 2 years, he's still the one who can make my heart beat faster, and slower, all at the same time.

So beautiful it's tragic.

And crap, I realised my standard of writing has deteriorated drastically. How did I come up with those proses in the past?

Saturday, March 29, 2008

; fall in love tonight under the orange county sky

I must be getting old,

Cos those mind games I used to indulge and even excel in, less than a week and they're wearing me out, bringing me down.

I wish I can, for the first bloody time in my life, love someone wholeheartedly, give him my all - no strings attached. Without paranoia about him using me for whatever reasons, or fear of loss, hurt and pain.

If I love again, I don't wanna hold back. But then, once again,

If I love, I'll only be hurting as much as I love.

Friday, March 28, 2008

; lets get these teen hearts beating faster

Temporary blinded but now it's clearer than clear to me.

Nobody's fool, especially not yours.

Saturday, March 22, 2008

; so bring on the rain

There's nothing I dread less than a conflict, especially among those whom I still crack smiles for when I reminisce happy moments and more than often harbor tender thoughts of.

Oh well.

Monetary issues are always sensitive, (yeah like who doesn't know?) and I hereby announce I'll never again be sucha pushover and allow callous nonsensity like 'Pay you later k?' only to have me still not seeing no dough weeks after.

I mean, I understand, there'll always be predicaments ; dilemmas, but so conveniently EVERYONE forgets that Hello, ME TOO!!!!!!

Guess what, I'm declaring myself OFFICIALLY BROKE.

Thanks to all who contributed to the 'Jovina has $0 (not fucking joking) in her pockets because she has to cough up money to cover for those bad debts' deed. THANKS.

I pawned my fucking PSP already. Tell me what's next, my phone?

Thursday, March 20, 2008

; still hooked on you

So, Jurong HQ on Monday.

My oh my.

I feel like I'm 14 all over again. I mean, the pieces all fit like how a hand slips into a custom-made glove, or a body into a well tailored suit.

Happening days that to be honest, I'd rather not relieve. I'd pick boring over busy anytime.

Oh Kelly, you're boring me out.. where's good ol' Em when you need her? :( :( :(


If only life could be simple, and I could simply dial 8 numbers and go 'Hey, guess what? I've been in love with you since Day 1, 2 years ago?' without the severe repercussions I never wanna face.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

; you should be in the blueprint of my future

Successfully I've estranged myself from the tempting mistress of Mass, Baccarat.

Breaking up with Ellery's the difficult part, along with the renowned Kai and elusive Iain, seductive and barely out of reach.

I wish I can peel away this mask, this false facade of indomitable strength I've impressed upon everyone. I'm not oh-fucking-kay. But the charade, the show must go on.

Oh yes, I'm the great Pretender.



p.s Again, it's NOT about YOU, cockroach. *sniffs disgustedly, the very thought of you brings upon a bad smell in the air.

Sunday, March 16, 2008

; miss our midnight rides on highway 18

Need for speed.

It's funny how you outgrown the giggly bike craze most girls go through in their early teens, only to have it replaced by a more materialistic want for comfy four wheelers, and now for me,

Back to square one.

Monday, March 10, 2008

; ride on a meteorite

Party over.

Dope. No shit.


(p.s - I'll like the world, especially some KPOs, to know that the SOLE reason for my down-and-out-ness is my BROTHER'S ARREST, and nothing else.)

; if you keep on taking you'll be breaking

Anticipation bringing forth both anxiety and restlessness.


HOUSE PARTAY AT SIX AM!


Euros. Butterflies. Chanels. Loves.




Sunday, March 09, 2008

; bound by the life you left behind

I'm being an outright flake and making a complete mess outta my life once again.

And I really couldn't care less.

Times like this, I hate the world, I truly do.

; who will i run to when autumn doesn't return?

you were the one who i could tell my deepest fears
and you were the one who always wiped away my tears

so now i've lost everything
cos now you say you're gone forever more

so who will i
who will i run to?

who will i turn to?
now that you left me behind
who will dry my tears when i cry?
now that you're not here in my life?

cos i would give anything
cos i want you back forever more


And I thought I was beyond crying.

You know,
when it hurts, when you hurt so goddamn bad, when you're bleeding so deep from inside

You just don't cry anymore.

That's the maximus of Pain.
The zenith of Grief and Sorrow.

Words, tears, those traditional tools of expression are worthless, meaningless.

But to sum it all up, I miss I need I want my brother back by my side.


初秋的天 冰冷的夜 autumn's first, the freezing dusk
回忆慢慢袭来 reawakened images that're memories
真心的爱 就像落叶 deep true love resembling fallen leaves
为何却要分开 why do they have to fall and part?

灰色的天 独自彷徨 the dull grey expanse of bleak sky, the solitary cheerlessness
城市的老地方 the old place we used to go
真的孤单 走过忧伤 stark lonliness, melancholia's company
心碎还要逞强 a broken heart faking a smile

想为你披件外衣 if only i could place a sweater upon you
天凉要爱惜自己 it's cold, please do take care of yourself
没有人比我更疼你 nobody loves you more than i do

告诉你 在每个 if i could i'll let you know
想你的夜里 in every sleepless night, mind occupied with only you
我哭的好无力 how desperately i cry

就让秋风带走我的思念 so allow the autumn wind to flee with my yearning
带走我的泪 to depart with those salty beads that fall from my eyes
我还一直静静守候在 mutedly i remain awaiting
相约的地点 always at the agreed place

求求老天淋湿我的双眼 dear god won't you flood both eyes of mine
冰冻我的心 and chill, ice over my heart
让我不再苦苦奢求你还 so i'll no longer have to so bitterly beg for your
回来我身边 return to my side.

我身边 by my side.

Friday, March 07, 2008

; enough love

So B - O - R - I - N -G.

I can't remember the last time I've been home, just chilling in front of the compy with a pack of fags and blasting music like this.

Junkie that I am, psychologically addiction is scarier than physical. The need, oh the need.

No money no honey for others, no money no emilies for me.

I love my Ting2 Da2 and Xiao2.

Later, world.

Sunday, March 02, 2008

; xiang xin wei lai

You win some, you lose some.

Life's like that.

Regained companionship with the BL bunch, almost relinquishing ties with the Parents.


I need to stop. It's burning a hole in my pocket.

But I kinda like the idea, of living in a perpetual state of muddy obscureness.


Anyway. I really gotta pee, but it's refusing to come out which is SO frustrating cos I'm in a daze right now and longing for bed.

Sian.


Thursday, February 28, 2008

; hero

Three consecutive days of 'Shakeshake' is taking a major toll on my both my health and mental state.

I'm bloody exhausted, but I don't feel like turning in yet.

Tommy might have to leave.. =( All of us are trying our best to save his ass, but our best.. isn't working at all.

I think I might just take off till Friday. That motivation and drive I had two weeks earlier have since dissipated.

Ahhh the dirty kick is on and off. Bloody annoying. But I think I'm getting psychologically hooked. Despite the screwed up comedown.

2nd cup of orange juice to replenish my worn out system, but damn the house is outta bananas.

Haha, I do my research before it all yah?

I'm still dizzy and I think I'll turn in after I managed the drink and a leak.

Monday, February 25, 2008

; thunder

Well, You've won again, God.

I'm down and out and back to my junkie ways. Did it all go the way you planned?

Think about the numerous blows you've dealt me with, since 2008 begun. And I've conquered them one by one, growing stronger and older, but you couldn't let me keep it that way.

You must really hate me.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

; All By Myself

我讨厌 阴天的风 冷得那么刺痛
只有你 能够抚平所有的寂寞

昨天的风筝在角落 被谁丢到了路口
我很不想让你找到离开的理由

每一夜 闭上眼睛 我看到了恶梦
你微笑 但是旁边的人不是我

天空切开一道裂缝 直接割到我心中
不想装作脆弱 也不想爱得懦弱

其实我非常爱你不想失去你
难道我没有权利说我不愿意
你给了他的吻 虽然只有余温
可知道我多渴望抓住你的心

我知道他很爱你你怕他伤心
我每天假装开心害怕你离去

可不可以任性
求求你不要去

藏在我心里 最后一句
其实
爱你

-

分手到底是不是你要的结果
给不了我太多还不准我难过

不知道是为了什么

还要把你无力的爱
记得那么多
怎么放手

也许上天安排你 我擦身而过
我明白和你的爱不可能会有结果

你留下泛黄的承诺 要我抱着你的双手
流着泪不准你走 说我贱我也无话可说

都是我的错
在你面前还要我怎么做
我看见你们拥抱还一笑而过
沉默是我的错

都是我的错
空房间独自等待着日落
爱没有进入身体已经太执着
爱你是我错
结束也是我的错

-
是否对你承诺了太多 还是我原本给的就不够
你始终有千万种理由 我一直都跟随你的感受
让你疯让你去放纵 以为你有天会感动
关于流言我装作无动于衷

直到所有的梦已破碎 才看见你的眼泪和后悔
我是多想再给你机会 多想问你究竟爱谁
既然爱难分是非 就别逃避勇敢面对
给了他的心 你是否能够要得回

怎么忍心怪你犯了错
是我给你自由过了火
让你更寂寞 才会陷入感情漩涡
怎么忍心让你受折磨
是我给你自由过了火
如果你想飞伤痛我背



Monday, February 18, 2008

; the truth about heaven

i came down here to tell you, it rains in heaven all day along.
i wanna find you so bad, and let you know;
i'm miserable up here without you.


And I thought I'd it all. Well, not all all naturally since my MIA status from the world and the BU with the XBF, but enough to keep my head above water.

I wasn't prepared for the sudden attack.

Now I only want my family to stay so happy together. Is that so much to ask, dear God? And people wonder why I'm silent atheist.

; poison perfume

Nana (old Momo), Dragonfly.

Alcohol, accidents.

Forgetting, falling.

Bed.

Friday, February 15, 2008

; my heroine

the drugs being to peak, a smile of joy arrives in me.
but sedation changes to panic and nausea,
and breath starts to shorten
and heartbeats pound softer
you won't try to save me!
you just want to hurt me and leave me desperate!

you taught my heart, a sense i never knew i had.
i can forget, the times that i was
lost and depressed from the awful truth.
how do you do that?
you're my heroine.

you won't leave me alone!
chisel my heart out of stone, i give in everything.

You won't leave me alone!
Chisel my heart out of stone, I give in everytime.

i bet you laugh at the thought of me thinking for myself.
i bet you believe that i'm better off with you than someone else.
your face arrives again, all hope i had becomes surreal.
but under your covers, more torture than pleasure
and just past your lips there's more anger than laughter.
not now or forever will i ever change you,
i know that to go on, i'll break you my habit!

i'll save myself!

; let me die

I don't know why but I'm in a major /slashwrist mood.

Let me die, now.

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

; nan ren nu ren

To prevent myself from smacking Kelly that's in my possesion but not mine, I've handed it over to the Sis for safekeeping. So close to fucking away all the promises I made in front of Andy and Leikong but thankfully.

Self control. Self control. Self control.

Relentless, reckless gambling like my own will only lead to a complete loss of dignity for a girl. Ditto those Happy Pills I both yearn and fear.

So it's N A D A for now.

Since the hectic trip to Thai, staying home's been leaving me restless and edgy. Maybe the ol' Jov's emerging again. Oh remember Joshua, clubbing queen, only fifteen?

Anyhootsss...

Work's been mindless fun the last couple of days. A little quieter without Nick no doubt but a lil more peace on the ear too. Haha! I'm like, a makeshift clown for Bryan and Tommy la.

Klutzy me.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

; thunder

today is a winding road tt's taking me t places tt i didn't want t go
whoa, whoa
today in the blink of an eye i'm holding on t something and i do not know why
i tried

i tried t read between the lines
i tried t look in your eyes
i want a simple explanation for what i'm feeling inside
i gotta find a way out
maybe there's a way out

your voice was the soundtrack of my summer
do you know you're unlike any other
you'll always be my thunder,
and i said

your eyes are the brightest of all the colors
i don't wanna ever love another
you'll always be my thunder
so bring on the rain
and bring on the thunder

today is a winding road
tell me where t start and tell me something i don't know
whoa whoa

today i'm on my own
i can't move a muscle and i can't pick up the phone
i don't know i don't know i don't know

and now i'm itching for the tall grass
and longing for the breeze
i need t step outside just t see if i can breathe

i gotta find a way out
maybe there's a way out

yeah i'm walking on a tightrope
i'm wrapped up in vines
i think we'll make it out
but you gotta give me time
strike me down with lightning
let me feel your veins
i wanna let you know how much i feel your pain

Yeah I'm walking on a tightrope
I'm wrapped up in vines
I think we'll make it out
But you just gotta give me time
Strike me down with lightning
Let me feel you in my veins
I wanna let you know how much I feel your pain

so bring on the rain
oh baby bring on the pain
and listen to the thunder

Monday, February 11, 2008

; breathe again

I'm so much stronger than both you and I thought I'd be.

Too used to suicidal tendencies, I didn't realise I've outgrown it long, long ago and left it all far far behind.

If only I knew, maybe the prolonged pain (and a certain level of bliss, undeniable) would have ended way before.

Back from Thailand!

I really wanted that ultra cool pair of Vivienne Westwood specs, but Dad threw a fit at the hefty pricetag (500SGD). When the Mom managed to convince him, sorry little girl, we're flying home.

Was in such a rush, I missed out the GG belt I've wanted for ages (dutyfree!)

The loot? Ugh, 3 perfumes (dutyfree again!), a CK and Playboy set of lingerie, a Warcoal that didn't fit (HEY I'M 34D NOW SUCKAS!) and the Gem: Guerlain travel palette! (makeup, for the oblivious)

Pretty pathetic huh?

Anyway I'm scent mad now so I'm gonna list it all.

-CK Eternity Moment
-YSL Babydoll (yes again!)
-HugoBoss Intense (yes again, again!)
-HugoBoss Energise (bro)
-DKNY Be Delicious (lil bro)
-Dior Miss Dior Cherie (sis)

The sista got herself a Lancome blusher (everyone go WOW). This from a girl who stands firmly by drugstore brands!

Guilty point: Missed Andy's Absolute Disco cos DAD claimed that since he paid for my airticket, he and not my friend's entitled to the perks that come with it. *roll eyes

I'm gonna go reply Lk and Nicholas now.

Wednesday, February 06, 2008

; tranquility

Is that too much to ask for?

The past couple of weeks was a complete and utter pandemonium I'll give my arm, no make that two arms, never to have to relieve.

2008 came strutting along in this snappy little package- more driving lessons, happy pills, minor room renovation, the break up, china relations' arrival, maid's departure and the Thailand trip just a day away.

God, did I mention, it's only February?

I need to catch my breath before I just jump down and SUA SUA KI.

Seriously.

Sunday, February 03, 2008

; lian ku dou shi wo de cuo

分手到底是不是你要的结果
给不了我太多还不准我难过
不知道是为了什么
还要把你无力的爱 记得那么多
怎么放手

也许上天安排你我擦身而过
我明白和你的爱不可能会有结果
你留下泛黄的承诺
要我抱着你的双手流着泪不准你走
说我贱也无话可说

连哭都是我的错
在你面前还要我怎么做
我看见你们拥抱还一笑而过
沉默是我的错
连哭都是我的错
空房间独自等待着日落
爱没有进入身体已经太执着
爱你是我的错 连结束也是我的错

也许上天安排你我擦身而过
我明白和你的爱不可能会有结果
你留下泛黄的承诺
要我抱着你的双手流着泪不准你走
说我贱也无话可说

连哭都是我的错
在你面前还要我怎么做
我看见你们拥抱还一笑而过
沉默是我的错
连哭都是我的错
空房间独自等待着日落
爱没有进入身体已经太执着
爱你是我的错 连结束也是我的错

连哭都是我的错
空房间独自等待着日落
爱没有进入身体已经太执着
爱你是我的错 连结束也是我的错

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

; miracle

HEY WORLD,

bloody msn is screwing up on me when i need a little company. not gonna bother with the caps lock and all cos i'm half lost now. hahaha. bear with me, symptoms kicking in.

burn mother fucker, burn burn burn!

smoking more than i have in a long time, been seriously considering kicking the habit cos i haven't been feeling the urge and everything lately.

didn't realise i've changed my template again. cbox is too tedious to trifle around with so screw it.

okay la, lazy to type.

have a good time y'all!

Sunday, January 20, 2008

; faye's song

Wow, I can hardly believe how sporadic, random, and appallingly short my entries have been. I don't know, perhaps I'm just too much of a sloth these days, writing's become more of a chore than the blameless release I'd usually be grateful for.

See, I'm slouching on Le Chwee's very uncomfortable excuse of a chair, my fingers hesitant on the keyboard. As soon as I'm done, I'm off for a nicotine break.

Friday night, Saturday and just before daybreak on Sunday, I'm homesick already. I wanna get back home to my Babygirl, the Bros + the Cuz, my sweet and round Longan.

For those ever inquiring on my mental state, I'm good. Naturally, I'm not thrilled with the New Year's arrival and the sickening applications of resolutions you don't expect to keep but just have to make, but neither am I the least bit disturbed. Or unhappy. I guess the key word right now's Equilibrium.

I wonder if that exclusive little bunch I consider, True finds the term Soft spot, familiar? Doesn't it so suck to know the one your heart can't help but bleeds and shed simultaneously for is a complete and utter bastard? A no good fellow?

I'd hung out with a ghost of my past a few weeks back, and I was awed by how easy it was to chill and joke, and how history seemed to fade away while we were making new ones. Fresh images replaced the flashes that haunted, only this time the visions were pleasant, but ironically, more painful.

Intimacies of the flesh then, strangers were the beings whilst the bodies entwined in fiery embraces. Present they shared a laugh, a drink, not unlike.. Friends? Loathe the word.


Over and done with this overdone reverie.

Time to POP JI KI (LMAO OLD SCHOOL SIOL), and hopefully, POP JI LIAP tomorrow.

Thursday, January 17, 2008

Saturday, January 12, 2008

; what's left of right?

All my life I've stuck my nose up at the Poly route. Don't get me wrong, I don't think I'm too good for it, just that it's not the one for me.

Coming from an 'elite' *coughs* institution where 85% my entire cohort's O level passing grade was a single digit, and 100% under 20, poly was never in the books.

In retrospect, I remember how I envisioned myself in AJC playing volleyball, or in VJ which, incidentally was my dream Pre-U college. It wasn't ambitious then, I passed the Gifted exam and was in the top 5% of the entire Singapore of my year.

Now? I sneer at myself.

I've squandered my time, my life frivolously. I still am. And if I am to be brutally honest, I loathe every fibre of my being for it.

I cannot bring myself to leave my family and pursue further education in greener lands.

What's left of the right choices for me?

I don't know. I really, really don't.

Friday, January 11, 2008

; emo one mullen years

Monetary matters are so bringing me down. (so what else is new?)

The BF won't be booking out this weekend, his just deserts for sneaking in a few shut eye moments when he's supposed to be area cleaning. But fuck, why am I punished as well? :( :( :(

Rushing through my driving lessons so I can pick him up from camp without trouble the BF's mom. And less noble but more importantly, so I can get a car to call my own.

Seriously. I'm worn out, and weary. And this year's only beginning.

Tuesday, January 08, 2008

; against the world outside

I'm utterly bored of my blogskin, but I'm too lazy to get to doing a brand new piece.

Haven't been sleeping well these couple of days, my internal clock is screwed up again. Like, sleep at 1 or 2am, wake at 4am that kinda crap.

Okay enough whinings.

Driving lessons are the dope of my life. Fun fun fun fun fun though I tickled my instructor a bright pink when I yelled 'UNCLE! GONNA CRASH!'.

It's ironic how I used to find solace and security in blogging despite the heavy human traffic, and how I pause and delete every other phrase I form now.

Some things are better left unsaid, and more importantly, unread.

I never used to understand the 'I love in silence because in silence there is no rejection' line and thought it was dense and retarded. I mean, what the heck, it doesn't even make sense.

Now it does. Hell it burns in my mind.

Us both, hands are tied; hearts' not free.


But I'll give it up, give it all away, simply if you want me to.

Monday, January 07, 2008

; daybreak

Some money simply cannot be saved.

Getting a haircut by your most trusted hairdresser is definitely a want, not a need. Take it from me. In a bid to kickstart the Frugal life and save the $70 bucks I usually fork out for Shunji or Christine, I shrugged my shoulders and embraced Two Way Holistic. Only $28!!!

Bloody hell.

My youngest brother thinks I look like a nerd. Mom attempted to soothe my feelings by telling me 'It's okay, but why did you go to that salon?'

Omgwtfbbq.

Crappy fringe, what a brilliant start. :( :( :(

Emo 600 years. (HEH REMEMBER THIS ANYONE?)

Wednesday, January 02, 2008