miss the times when we went hk.

i miss the boyfriend.

hope you're having fun over there, drink up for me! :)

sometimes i really want to kill myself.


arggggggghhhhhh.

belated merry christmas to all! (:

it's snowing in jeju island! which means it is DAMN COLD. it's kind of boring here, like a geography trip. there is NO nightlife in jeju. i hope seoul is much more fun!

and skiing is DAMN FUN. :)

shopping in korea is so expensive. but korean cosmetics are cheap! which means buying alot! tee-hee. :)

and sam, i won't blog about our conversation last night...haha.

annyeong hanseyo!

i'm at korea's domestic airport. waiting for my flight to jeju, it's freezing here, most of the time. i tried to check my results online but it's too early and there are too many korean words...:(

hope everyone's well in singapore and everyone had a good christmas!

i miss all of you. take care and see you!

(:

i'm going to miss people

Lips of an Angel - Hinder

Honey why you calling me so late?
It's kinda hard to talk right now.
Honey why are you crying?
Is everything okay?
I gotta whisper 'cause I can't be too loud
Well, my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on

It's really good to hear your voice say my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

It's funny that you're calling me tonight
And, yes, I've dreamt of you too
And does he know you're talking to me
Will it start a fight
No I don't think she has a clue
Well my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on

It's really good to hear your voice say my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
It's really good to hear your voice say my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel

Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

Honey why you calling me so late?

i'll be gone for 8 days. happy holidays to all!

don't forget to remember me (:

i'm no angel, but i try to make you smile :)

something brought you up again

a friend's dad passed away recently. nothing will ever return to normal again, because normality takes a new stance now. humans have this remarkable sense of adaptability to changes and i guess things should blow over soon.

the neighbour is doing renovations IT IS FRIGGING NOISY.

driving me crazy.

i'm like carrying the mp3 around the house, call me iMod - short for iMoody.

i watched The Holiday, quite a nice show, i think you'll find yourself sutured into the film easily. it reminds me abit of Love Actually, but Love Actually was nicer.

OMG, JUDE LAW IS ALLURING. his english accent is SO sexy. i'm going to watch it again for jude law. he is like living sex who talks intellect - i hope you get me?

and honghao brought me to daybed bar, it is a damn NICE place. they literally have beds as seats but i don't really fancy the music. i must go there again.

there comes a point when everyday i wake up, hoping i can make it through another day.

my whole problem is when my lips move before i think.

illusions.

you turned out more than i bargained for
and i can tell you that you need to get away
forgive if if i admit that i'd love to love you
hurry up go
before we realised it's way too late.

you.

blogger is crap because i can't upload pictures

you know what sucks more than exams?

knowing that you have a last paper tomorrow and you can't bloody study for it, because all you want is to get it over and done with, and get on with LIFE.

and talking to your friends about plans and not being able to carry them out in action...

and going online in msn only to see nicks like 'finished!', 'liberation!!!!!!', 'yay, i'm done!!!!!!', or worse still, 'in bangkok (or insert country of preference) now.'...:(

quick quick quick.

i don't care about the bloody exams.

i want to P L A Y.

inhibited. i want to cry. moody moody moody.

i want to P.L.A.Y!

ARRRRRGGGGGGG.

from love to liaison

while i was doing my readings, i came across this in the article:

Can love survive liberation? Or are love and freedom irreconcilable opposites?

definitely food for thought.


bah.

i think i'm getting another sore throat. AGAIN. i think it's because i've been popping m&m's like crazy? anyhow, thanks to ken for the BIG pack of m&m's. well, a few days back, the boyfriend came all the way down just to pass me the m&m's because i made a mere comment on not being able to study without candy during the exam period...:)

urgh. i'm like sore-throat-prone, you know. are there any vaccines or something?

double bah.

when the bloody exams end, i swear i'm going to be a real slob.
i'm going to feed myself with korean dramas, movies, plenty of brainless activities (not like my usual lifestyle circulates around brainy stuff), i'm just not going to plan anything, and just IDLE.


whatever i buy from the love department, i pay with heartbreaks and tears. and sometimes, i don't even get the goods.

i didn't know i left the window open,
until the sunshine crept in
washed away my fears
and planted a smile in the heart
in place of those late-night tears.



what if i told you
it's not worth trying for
there's no need to fight
because you haven't seen me
and even if you ever do
you'll leave right then
'cos there's nothing
in here, in me
that you'd find
worth dying for
just take what you need now
and be on your way, sweetheart.



when time tells
i'll just be another
face in the crowd
you'd drive along the streets
without even batting an eyelid
because what you're going through now
is only transition
like all the others
i'll be here for the moment
since we all need somebody
to lend a hand sometime
but if i'm lucky
maybe i'll become your memory

victimised

why do i constantly and repeatedly allow me such to fall victim to circumstances?
and then i get soaked up in hating myself, for being such a fool.
and when i'm rattling on now, i'm again subject to victimization of myself.

oh my, i hate myself.

the only good is virtue, and virtue in its very essence is self-control, and now i'm succumbing to circumstances. i allow myself to.


i want to slap myself dead.

if i go hide in the bin now, do you think my mom will notice me or she'd just throw me out together with the waste?

ARGH.

frivolity

is there some degree of frivolity in everyone?
frivolity undermines truth.

cynical and bitter.


urgh.


moody.
i hate exams.
i hate people too.
some people. :(

like those who make you sad.

others make you laugh, when you don't even want to smile :)

are hugs free?

heh. girls like to fantasize.

korean tearjerker



watch this! (ken actually found this for me! -dumbfounded-) but there are no subtitles, anyhow, you'll all still get it. i think he dreamt that his girlfriend died but in real life, he manages to save her and die in her place instead. oppa!
sappy, mawkish, but i like! boohoo.

nice nice nice! sob.

thinking back

i remember during the period when we were studying for the a's, ken bought me an enormous heap of japanese confectionery because i couldn't study without candy. haha.

mangzhang queen needs her sugar fix now.

roar.


when you really want to spend your time with this person, and you don't know why, that's when you know you're in love.

doh dum.




dum dee dee dum.

don't want to study.

roar.

tralalala.

you're like a fairytale, you make all the girls fall for it.

he said he'll be there for you,
but never said he'll be here with you.


and they were only supposed to have some fun.

for the moments you both got caught in each other's glances

did it mean the same to him as it did for you?

1 paper down, 3 to go! 1 day gone, 10 days to go! which means 2 weekends of pure stale boredom.

B.O.R.I.N.G! ):

yesterday i was walking
along the streets
i saw a couple holding hands
laughing and playing
and it all hit me,
we'll probably not do
anything like it
no walks along the beaches
no unguarded smiles
no plastic rings around the fingers
only,
stolen moments that leave
all too quickly.

if this is all a lie,
keep on lying,
i don't want to know that you
never really liked me.

kiss me with your lies, i'll believe you.

quick, gimme a magic wand! (:

how do you differentiate a white lie from a lie?

isn't a white lie still a lie? we all hate being lied to. and is omitting certain facts from a truth considered lying?



i think i suck at being a girlfriend and a daughter. i'm sorry for all the mindless tantrums and unreasonable outbursts. wonder how i always manage to do it, flare up for no reason at the ones i love and then regret it later. i don't ever want to take anyone for granted. never.

moody moody moody.

i'm sorry.

i'm a big moron.

i have a sore throat that hurts even when i yawn. ouch.

somebody told me: "stop the F word". F-u-c-k.

exams are in a FEW days and i am not prepared at all. the thing is: i don't care.

i find it hard to believe people, and i don't expect others to believe me either.


and maybe you're going to be the one who saves me
and after all, you're my wonderwall...

You know he loves you
when someone else
makes you laugh
but he smiles for the
simple fact that you're laughing.

don't dismiss the presence of people who love you,

don't pretend you can't see the effort they put in for loving you

don't hide just because there's love when you least expect it

but don't talk about love when you aren't sure.

they say, sometimes people build walls just to see if anyone cares enough to break them down. but what happens when the wall is broken, aren't you afraid of what's beyond?

where would we go now from here?

lynnette

wants

to

quit

school.


life is B.O.R.I.N.G!

alcohol reduces inhibition.
and we all have this insatiable thirst for alcohol.
because reality constrains us.

bottomline: lynnette is a wimp!

something real



i have my friends
everyone i could talk to
i'm not lacking material items
i have all the love i can get
yet seems there's still something lacking
there's someone special out there
just the one for me
but i just to be more than sure
that it's the real me he sees
is that the real me he loves
in the special way i want
just reach for me
and tell me you're sure
then we'll never wake up alone anymore.

my life's like a small town bus
cruising along the narrow roads
lovers are like passengers
they board and they alight
they don't really remember the bus
it's just one of the many buses
but they forget
in a small town
only one bus functions.

what you say only matters to you, it's what you do to the people you love that really matters.

i'm blind and i'm foolish
just like a girl can be
so kiss me with your lies
and promise me the world
play with my hair
hold my hand
and i'll gladly go
wherever you bring me to.








i need to catch my breath, but i left it on your lips.

whether it's wrong or right

i don't want to fight

i'm not asking to be in your heart

you don't have to love me all your life

i don't wish for you to always be there

you don't even have to love me at all

i'm just asking

if there's any way

i can stay in your life.

between us

there's this grey line

between us

there's this grey space

between us

there's this grey cloud

there shouldn't be any problem

any grey, black or white

because since you entered my world

all i see should be all colours

just you and me,

there should be just you and me.

for stanley:

lynnie is always your angel, remember?

and yes, i will try not to be such a bitch, as long as YIU don't disappear. again.


p.s. your exams are done, so update your ballyhoos!



you don't have to move closer, i'm here with you already.

read the lyrics! sad sad sad.

:(

landon pigg's "can't let go"

well, you're the closest thing I have
to bring up in a conversation
about a love that didn't last
but I could never call you mine
'cause I could never call myself yours
and if we were really meant to be
well then we justify destiny
it's not that our love died
just never really bloomed

well I can't let go
no, I can't let go of you
you're holding me back without even trying to
I can't let go
I can't move on from the past
without lifting a finger
you're holding me back

and then we saw our paths diverge
and I guess I felt okay about it
until you got with another man
and then I couldn't understand
why it bothered me so
how we didn't die, we just
never had a chance to grow

I can't let go
no, I can't let go of you
you're holding me back without even trying to
I can't let go
I can't move on from the past
without lifting a finger
you're holding me back

and it might not make much sense
to you or any of my friends
but somehow still, you affect the things I do
and you can't lose what you never had
I don't understand why I feel sad
everytime I see you out with someone new

I can't let go
no, I can't let go
no, I can't let go of you
I can't let gono, I can't let go of you
you're holding me back without even trying to
I can't let goI can't move on from the past
without lifting a finger you're holding me back
I can't let gono, I can't let go of you
you're holding me back
without even trying toI can't let go
I can't move on from the past..

i just realised

that i'm a very very shallow person. i seek comfort in material things.

i'm going shopping and i'm spending, i don't care what i buy how much i spend! i'm just going to be cool about it and squander away my mother's money. after all, i only live once. (:

retail therapy here i come!

if it's not fun, why do it? (:

he'll disappear as suddenly as he appeared

things go as fast as things come
don't do this
don't put my hand into yours
because i'm afraid
i won't be able to go
don't say you'd love me for the rest of your life
when you'd eventually leave

you let your guard down too fast, too easily

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i hate myself. i stoned in front of the computer for hours on end yesterday night. i was supposed to START doing my 2000-word essay but i got nothing (nothing!) written. i just stared at the computer, stared and stared, waiting for inspiration to find me, but it didn't find me and i didn't reach it. i hate myself. DUMB Lynnette.

i might consider saving all the sweet things you said, so i can reminsce when you're gone.

if you're at the end,
i'd run miles just to reach you
if you're sitting there,
i'd just stop and stare
if you're walking off,
i'll follow you right behind
if you're slowing down,
i'll match your speed
but if you're leaving,
tell me how to make you stay.

sometimes i wonder if i carry my jokes too far, it kind of hurts people. sorry.

public secrecy - the gaze

don't you just hate it when you find the driver (whoever's driving) looking at you through the rear-view mirror?

it's like in the entire car only you and him share the moment of contact. he makes sure you know he's looking before he shifts his eyes back on the road. and the fixated look gets on my nerves.

quote of the day and definitely some good food for thought!

it's all a matter of perception.

get this!

sorry

i only meant to let it appear as a game
because i'm so insecure
that's my only cover to protect
myself from being scarred
i'm sorry but i can't think of what else
to say to you
i'm sorry if my words seem harsh
i don't really mean it
you're different i hope
still i can't trust no one
you're getting too close for comfort
and that frightens me.

the reason we're too close is because i want you to stay a while longer.

the moment i'm alone, i go insane just thinking about you.


please. just go away.

preoccupied

girl: lying must be your favourite pastime.

boy: doesn't mean you don't believe it means i'm lying.

hmmmm. people only accept the love they think they deserve.


they don't mean it. they never do.

if you think too much, you're bound to get yourself in some kind of unnecessary trouble.

i think i'm almost there. and i think nobody's going to save me.

i keep thinking.

just leave me alone please.

what hurts more is not losing you,
but knowing that you're not fighting to keep me.

OH MY GOODNESS. I AM BORED TO NUTS.

immense boredom

I FEEL SO BORED NOW.

I WANT TO GO OUT.

just like everyone else.

they're all the same
they just like the chase
you or her
it's doesn't matter
you're just part of their game
don't fall for it even if they call your name
but you know you will
because they play it so well
you see the hole in the ground
you know there's bound to be nothing good
still you can't help but peek
it looks like a shimmer
then you look deeper and reach in
that's why people say -
we fall in love.

rachel and i just got too bored in class and we started surfing around...and she found this. and i just had to put this up. can you see what's on the branches? We should have.

mmmm.

it's just a game to you isn't it
you don't really care about me do you
you just like the chase don't you
you didn't mean it when you said
i could borrow your shoulder
i could call you at three and just cry
i didn't even try
because i realised soon enough
all of them were just lies
and more lies
don't say you will when you're about to walk away
don't answer my call when you're already so far gone
but if you ever need a listening ear
i'll still be here.

you know how some pictures make you feel happy and sad at the same time, you know sort of 'evokes' the resigned-ness you have...

just call my name

nothing from you days on end
then thoughts start running wild
in my spinning mind
then i stare out the window
where you waited for me once
just once but i could never forget
nothing from you days on end
then i realise
maybe it's just me
and my wishful thinking
that i'd ever cross your mind
you wouldn't even care
i don't want to be played
in your silly little game
but all you have to do
to get me back
is just call my name.







there comes a point,
i refuse to answer any ringing phone calls
as long as it's not your name on the screen
but i think again
i'll probably never touch my phone again
because you're never going to call.

you've been away too long,
how come the longer you're gone
the more i miss you?

isn't it ironic
when it's staring right at you
you don't even give a damn
and now that it's gone
you want it so badly it hurts
i think he walked right through me
like i was invisible
even if i were to scream his name out loud
till my lungs burst
he wouldn't even hear a sound
'cos he's gone and never coming back
ever.








What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin’ to do

-What Hurts The Most, Rascal Flatts

how nice of we could just stay like this forever.

what i learnt in lecture (i only remembered this out of the 39 slides...)

after i read wani's blog, i thought this might just be apt...

sex drive: motivation to seek out and engage in sexual activity; willingness to expend resources to achieve this goal

Note: sex drive is not the same as capacity for sex or enjoyment of sex; it is only the motivation to seek sex

hmm...

he is such a jerk of a father.

I HATE YOU YOU BLOODY ASSHOLE.

BORN JERK.

WHY DO I HAVE SUCH A FA-DA. urgh.

i hate you i hate you i hate you i hate you i hate you!

nothing's going to change this fact. ever.

spent sleepless nights waiting for you
you never appeared
and if you did all you did was ignore
my already lonely presence
why are you doing this to me
you make me feel more alone than i should
raise and drop my temperature
as and when you like it
and i'm playing along like a thirsty lass
but today i woke up
the first thing i saw was my handphone
with your name in it
i thought i was dreaming
and yes darling
you did it again once again
you got me on the string again
with a snap of your glib fingers
you're telling me you're going now
now that you're gone
will you return quick?

now who's who
have the tables turned
thank you for coming in
and then leave me in
isolation again
you're more than a
milestone
a little more than
i'd like to admit
you're so smart
to leave me this cliffhanger
i don't even like you
but i'm missing you like i do
next you're going to disappear
for a while
and i'm not sure if you'd ever
return anymore
and i'm not sure if i want you to
you should take leave
and just leave.

she will kill her if she thinks of him anymore
and she's dead one too many times already.

and they say, jerks will always be jerks, and jerks always forget to give kit-kats.
but they can never forget about those bloody jerks, can they?

therapy never works, they make you miss him much more later when you snap back into reality, thinking why didn't he look for me when i was busy escaping. he didn't even notice i was gone. and that hurts.

i got to do this still although it's kind of late

thank you

all of you who sent me birthday wishes, you all know who YOU are! :)

diyana, mabel, veron, wani, & the Gang for the incredible stila voucher :)

and the Gang for the CD (i can't emphasise the importance of this more :)

angel, hwan, min, yiwei for the lovely issey miyake fragrance :)

kenneth dear for the fantastic fossil watch and hippie loop bag :)

and of course mom and dad for money money money and cake!

and i can never thank you more.

YOU YOU YOU AND YOU!

carine
maybelline
rachel
samuel

i LOVE all of you.

list of reasons:

1. they are them.
2. they are MY friends.
3. they are THE Gang.
4. they are THE best.
5. they gave me a stila voucher for my birthday.
6. they rock.
7. they made me a cd for my birthday.
7a. i watched it just now.
7b. and i'm still bawling my eyes out.
7c. i miss our times together.
7d. i'm still sniffing.
8. they are out of this world.
9. they are them BUT i still love them (haha!)
10. i don't want to bore readers with my mushy stuff thats why i'm stopping at 10, but trust me, BE JEALOUS 'cos you haven't got them!

summary: next time we can all make CDs for birthdays and save on the pressies! HAHA. so that we can have more petrol money for supper! love you guys to bits. :)

see what my tutee's sister drew. message: xinyi, xintze and lynn riding on a fish.

kids. so lovable. :)

by the way, today my tutee ask me what is 'f-u-c-k'. i said 'bad word'.

kids these days. where the hell do they get exposed to such 'vice' at 7 years old. tsk tsk.

such a nice song

where'd you go - fort minor

Where'd you go?
I miss you so
Seems like its been forever that you've been gone

She said somedays I feel like shit
Somedays I wanna quit and just be normal for a bit
I don't understand why you have to always be gone
I get along but your trips always feel so long
And I find myself trying to stay by the phone
'Cause your voice always helps me to not feel so alone
But I feel like an idiot, working my day around a call
And when I pick up I don't have much to say, so

I want you to know its a little fucked up that
I'm stuck here waiting, at times debatin
Telling you that I've had it with you and your career
Me and the rest of the family here singing
Where'd you go?
I miss you so
Seems like its been forever that you've been gone

Where'd you go?
I miss you so
Seems like its been forever that you've been gone
Please Come back home
You know, the place where you used to live
Used to barbeque with burgers and ribs
Used to have a little party every halloween
with candy by the pile but now
you only stop by every once in a while
Shit
I find myself just filling my time
With anything to keep the thought of you from my mind
I'm doing fine and I'm plannin' to keep it that way
You can call me if you find that you have something to say
And I'll tell you

I want you to know its a little fucked up that
I'm stuck here waiting, at times debating
Telling you that I've had it with you and your career
Me and the rest of the family here singing

Where'd you go?
I miss you so
Seems like its been forever that you've been gone

Where'd you go?
I miss you so
Seems like its been forever that you've been gone
Please Come back home

I want you to know its a little fucked up that
I'm stuck here waiting, no longer debatin'
Tired of sittin and hatin' and making these excuses
For why you're not around, and feeling sorta useless
It seems that one thing has been true all along
You don't really know what you've got till its gone
I guess I've had it with you and your career
When you come back I won't be here and you can sing it

Where'd you go?
I miss you so
Seems like its been forever that you've been gone
Where'd you go?
I miss you so
Seems like its been forever that you've been gone

Please Come back home

she thought she had it all
under her control
but he started being so nice
that he became special
and before you know it
he was tugging at her strings
like a puppet in sync
next he laughed off her affection
while she walked in his direction
now you know,
in this place today
people don't mean what they say.
people don't mean what they say.

funny how she knows it's all crap
that nothing's going to come out of it
that it's all bullshit
and she still falls for it.

unfaithful - rihanna

Story of my life
Searching for the right
But it keeps avoiding me
Sorrow in my soul
'cause it seems that wrong
Really loves my company

He's more than a man
And this is more than love
The reason that the sky is blue
The clouds are rollin' in
Because I'm gone again
And to him I just can't be true

And I know that he knows I'm unfaithful
And it kills him inside
To know that I am happy with some other guy
I can see him dyin'

I don't wanna do this anymore
I don't wanna be the reason why
Everytime I walk out the door
I see him die a little more inside
I don't wanna hurt him anymore
I don't wanna take away his life
I don't wanna be...a murderer

I feel it in the air
As I'm doin' my hair
Preparing for another day
A kiss upon my cheek
he's here reluctantly
As if I'm gonna be out late
I say I won't be long
Just hangin' with the girls
A lie I DID'NT have to tell
Because we both know
Where I'm about to go
And we know it very well

'Cause I know that he knows I'm unfaithful
And it kills him inside
To know that I am happy with some other guy
I can see him dyin'

I don't wanna do this anymore
I don't wanna be the reason why
Everytime I walk out the door
I see him die a little more inside
And I don't wanna hurt him anymore
I don't wanna take away his life
I don't wanna be...a murderer

Our love ... his trust
I might as well take a gun
And put it to his head
Get it over with
I don't wanna do this...anymore

Oooohhh...anymore

I don't wanna do this anymore
I don't wanna be the reason why
And everytime I walk out the door
I see him die a little more inside
And I don't wanna hurt him anymore
I don't wanna take away his life
I don't wanna be...a murderer

nice. nice. nice.

i don't need rose-tinted Prince Charming stuff,
i don't need my knight in shining armour,
i just want someone who makes me smile,
smiles for me,
someone to stay up late with me,
later than the streetlights out there,
talking and laughing ourselves silly,
someone who'd bring me for a spin
in the wee hours in the morning,
walk the park and pluck the dewy leaves
tease me endlessly but all in the name of fun,
dance with me in the rain,
be there when i need him
be with me because he wants to.
i just want you.



have you ever had the urge to push someone against the wall,
and do things you shouldn't even think about?

i bruise easily, so please gentle when you handle me.

knights and princesses, they don't go together.

all i want to do is be myself and let you love me. as i am.

foolish game

you made a maze
and pulled me in
i hate labyrinths
but didn't throw any fits
i thought i was the one
who used you as a map
i was just having my share of fun
in the end i realised
you made me
just another one of your pawn.

don't give me that glib tongue of yours, i'm so blind and foolish, just a girl can be.

what girls think (in my opinion, at least)

it's not about what kind of chocolate, it's about who gives the chocolate.

tee-hee.


:)

i hate my father.


ARGH!!!


moody moody moody.


where is my cure for moodiness? i need you.

somehow.

we fall in love like shooting stars and autumn leaves
so fast but we hardly ever last.

maybe you could tell me,
it's tearing you apart,
it's keeping you from falling asleep at night
like it is for me.

in this place today,
people hardly mean what they say,
i'm one of the exceptions,
when i say,
i like you alot.

it's not right

the lights go on dim

all she thinks of is him

like a secret not so well-hidden.


tell me, nod your head,
if you've changed your plans,
tell me, shake your head,
if you don't like me anymore.
i can't keep on guessing.
but don't smile at me,
i won't be able to leave then.


no darling,
why would i be mad at you
we weren't even started to begin with
i only wished you could have been the one
i could count on in the end,
you really looked the part
i only wished i could have been the one
you would lean on at the end,
i thought you felt it as well
but now,
it's okay,
let me take my time,
to take your picture,
out of my mind.

quote from forbidden city

kate to george: i like you more than i'm comfortable with, and that frightens me.

now, how's that?

happy 20th, sam!


:) 

Grrrrrr.

i typed an entire entry but it disappeared. how reliable is blogger.

Happy 20th, sam! :)

anyway the summary goes:

i bought a pair of berms at $70. with no intention of shopping in the first place. i was only waiting for my mom then i took a few clothes to try then in the fitting room i struggled with myself and the price tag then before you knew it i had an extra bag on my arm.

and the irony is: my mom later tried it on so coincidentally and said it was nice but too expensive. and i daren't tell my mom i already bought it for myself. and i'm not telling, she will probably just find it in the closet.

i just hope it looks as good in my BEDROOM just as it did in the fitting room. you know what i mean?

I AM BROKE. SO DAMN BROKE. BROKE. BROKE.

somebody, bring me out for supper. i don't want to stay in this place. i HATE him. i hate him i hate him. HE IS SUCH AN ASS.

pictures of forbiddencity and sam's20th:

http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2101398995

best friends are sisters destiny forgot to give you.
 

don't you

i want to be the kind of girl he stays up all night thinking of,
wakes up in the morning missing,
the girl that he tells his friends saying
'i think i like her alot'.

a tired soul wasn't what i wanted from this
a broken heart wasn't what i expected from you
or maybe it's just me not so much you
i wanted to write a story of sunshine and love
but now that you've left
how do i end

ROAR.

i am so agitated.

you brought a bag of stars along
they're all for me, you claimed
you poured them all over me
and made me a paradise
but these all vanished
when you suddenly left
me all alone in the twilight lane
thinking of you through and through
knowing you'd never do the same.