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Sunday, April 30, 2006
16:04

Oh how my heart ached. Man U lost 3-0. THRASHED. Totally.



A shoutout to all those who remembered my birthday and messaged!
THANKS! and i love you guys!


PEDOFIVES! Thanks for the treat and even if it was hawker fare, I would have had a great birthday celebration! I LOVE PEDOFIVES!

POR! Thanks for the photo template! I finally saw it (: You never fail to fiddle with our blog template when it's my birthday! Love you loads dear and I hope you will have fun tmr too! (:

AH LI! Heh at least you remembered! And I'd never leave you behind! (: please do tell me when you come back! We need to catch up! I miss you. Love you!




I LOVE YOU TOO, BRG! (:
Thanks for everything you've done for me!
I feel loved, I really do.

:D

00:49

Evening skies:





I love love love the skies in the evening (:
Next time, my wedding shots will be done in the evening / night.
:D

'wans


Sunday, April 23, 2006
19:48

Happy birthday qiu!
Love,

'por

Thursday, April 20, 2006
22:21

If boobs are the only reason men wake up every morning, they all deserve to be shot.

Blabbermouths are extremely idiotic too. Is retention such a happening thing that one actually has to spread it all around. Retarded aunties. I WILL BE BETTER OFF THAN YOUR STUPID DAUGHTER ONE DAY.

They say I've been giving, giving too much.
And I think, I dont know.

'wans

Tuesday, April 18, 2006
20:52

Like razors they cut through her heart.

Everybody, give Buddy Quah and I a pat on the back. We survived yikey Tuesday.
Going to school's such a big challenge ):

Sunday, April 16, 2006
19:42

It sucks big time to be me.

And I realised today, how huge the difference is between a selectively sentimental slob and a totally sentimental person.
Pretty heart breaking.

I dont need alot of this and that. But why do things always end up down in the dumps?
Always always.
I think I'm better off in the world of my own, where a slight muscle cramp's considered the worst kind of complication.

'wans

Thursday, April 13, 2006
23:28

I had a million things to say but somehow I dont want to write them down no more.

My voice's half gone and I'm not in the mood for anything.
Rahh.

Luckily my heart's strong.

'wans

Go away.

Wednesday, April 12, 2006
21:38

The only reason why I'm not writing everything down properly's becuse I'm irritated.
Extremely so.

Waiting in vain for something to happen; the most horrible kind of waiting.

Our dreams, and they are made out of real things
Like a shoebox of photographs with sepia tone loving.
And all of these moments just might find a way into my dreams tonight
But I know that they'll be gone when the morning light sings.

'wans


Sunday, April 09, 2006
21:33

She sees the mirror of herself
An image she wants to sell
To anyone willing to buy
He steals the image in her kiss
From her heart's apocalypse
From the one called whatsername.

Sweet.

I've done absoutley nothing constructive over the weekend urgh. Woke up at six this morning when the thunder clapped so loudly the windows clattered/

Luckily it's my lectures-only day tomorrow, save for 1 GP tutorial. If you know me well enough, only will you understand why I dread classes so. It's just that we're from a different wavelength, of a different frequency you know.

It's going to be 1/2 time and the scoreline for Liverpool vs. Bolton's still 0-0 yikes.

'wans

Friday, April 07, 2006
22:02

BUDDY QUAH SAYS SHE'S ATTRACTIVE AND PEOPLE LOVE LOOKING AT HER. AND SHE'S A LIVING IRONY.
(Okay so she didn't say anything of this sort, not exactly but :D)
Buddy: remember the move along song! love,

No race this weekend, race's next week.
Woots!

wans

Thursday, April 06, 2006
21:52

Watched the soccer match today and really, I've never felt more ajcian in the entire one year plus I've been with the school. No, we didn't win, but the fighting spirit was there aye. Plus I think the supporters did a pretty good job of shouting ourselves hoarse (: so yay.

I'm perpetually tired these days with all the late school days, PE, trainings and entertainment of weird thoughts. Competition on Sunday so I guess I'll continue to be exhausted for the weeks to come.

Zam-buk, support bandage and deep heat rub are going to be my constant companions for the rest of this year.

Random random random.

'wans

Sunday, April 02, 2006
15:55

She'd already let him know, in so many ways, that it could be his for the taking. But didn't she understand that when he left this place - and her- he'd be handing it back to her in tatters?

Where do I stand in a world packed with so much and I've to jostle for every little bit of attention, only to want to give up in the end?
Where?

Spent a considerable part of the weekend inhaling smoke and incense and another part sleeping. Say yay.

Oh, the lightning's extremely beautiful.

'wans

Saturday, April 01, 2006
23:25

There when you need me,
Gone when you don't.

I'm okay.

Happy April's Fool, everyone.

'wans