Wx, fourteen.
some love and a tortoiseshell kitten might just do the trick.
important is my A&G girls, UNO, GMC and not forgetting smiley, twitter, 94451612 and the net. whoops.
i want tattoos tongue piercings and nice hair, but too bad my family isnt one for tattoos and tongue piercings.
is it any surprise?

does your heart melt just looking at her.



just imagine. i got so hyped up over a random text from you because it might mean anything and now i cant sleep.
i really dont want you to leave, im sorry but i dont.

i think i love you.



something is wrong with blogger in draft but too lazy to switch back to blogger, have a lot on my mind again but dont know where to start. maybe with turning on the lights.

the lights are still not on but im going to continue anyway.

maybe i dont really open up cause im afraid of getting judged like what neonpinknails says. which is true, i dont. who does, only thick skinned ones dont mind -.- doesnt it hurt? i mean having t suffer fxcking remarks frm people who sometimes dont even have the rights to comment.

i left this page for too long doing other shit. lol. maybe im starting to get hooked on the little white stuff i know its bad i know it spoils my tummy but i cant sleep, honestly. this is as close as i can get to sleeping pills, parents say sleeping pills do nothing good for the bod

yeah i sleep, sure. but with all the spammage of dreams and waking up in the middle of the night to check messages, who wants to sleep anymore. and not all the dreams are sweet-flowers-in-the-meadow kind.
ultimately, you were the root of all these. can i say that i can actually put you aside and concentrate on other more important stuff? no.
first day after the chalet i wake up feeling groggy and get dragged out feeling numb. numb i felt, yes, but i still kept thinking of you.
anyone get this so far? like you feel so numb like you can just lie flat anywhere you are.
that was me, except that my mind was numb with images of you. and how i beat myself up inside because of the regret of not having fxcking ballz to ask such a simple thing
i've told myself countless times to do it and yet again.



and i just remembered you're leaving in a few hours. fuck the timings.
honestly if it wasnt so early i would have snuck to the airport to watch you secretly and cry.
please really think it over there. im waiting for your reply.























i said the pictures will be up here they are.






















i repeat, i will not blog until i have rekindled my interest.

Hiiiiiiiiiiiiii, Danielle here :) Hehehehehe, Yayyyyyyyyyyy, staying at @tigerscry's house for dinner, then off i go home to watch _____ . HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, Guess I'm going home sooooooooooooooonz :) Hehehehehehehe, after dinner, :) Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. OKAY SHE'S BACK :D

okay is me again. my brother has a shirt with the picture of a baby with piercings.
anyway.
okay i will not blog. i will tweet my mind out of my brains.
1. i hope abfhksx will talk to me soon about cycling cause my phone money no more. (62723117!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
2. i hope i can go out with smkjjkt soon before december holidays end.
3. ji dan chao ya dan.
4. tomorrow, go outz. not cut hairz.
5. YOU LA! tomorrow go sentosa play.

D: your ass go sentosa yourself. i dont care. peishan and me dont want to go with you. bleahhh :P i love jansen, . yay. :) HAHAHAH, OKAY BYE. EH NO NO NO NO NO NO OKAY YAYYYY. LOVEZZZZZZZZZZZZ. HAHAHA OKAY BYEBYE :)

edit:/
wx again. hi. anyway. out tomorrow! it will be sentosa i tell you lol weird kids.
i will upload a lot of pictures that im gonna grab from fb now i tell you cause blog too plin. okay bye.







wont be blogging for idk how long more cuz i lost interest maybe when i actually feel like blogging.

anyway concerts over, hks malaysians are back where they came from and i have a fxcking henna thats gonna fade in days and im going to little india to do it again and tmrs ivan's chalet happy birthday ivan by the way and i wanna go cycling still and i wonder when we can go.

i will text you all soon.

idk when i started texting you today idk idk i felt like idk.

you screw my mind big time always.







ice cream buffet w girls @ udders tday. found out monochrome makes henna look like tattoo. "are you a fudder? (fan of udder)" "lick. not bite."



sooooooo fxcking disgusting i cant stand it, lets see if you're involved in the thingy next year. i curse you fall off and drop down stage and have the skirt r whatever fly over your head and show the whole world your grandmother knickers.




that kept me from sleeping. oh and the skitzo shit.



you made me realise that i dont have to necessarily follow that path i see in front of me blindly just cuz there's a path. you made me see that eh there's actually alternatives. if i were to follow my own confused heart you'll soon see how i screw the whole bloody thing up. hesitating about twelfth, then fifteenth, then both twelfth and fifteen, i know that's gonna get me nowhere. im not saying your words showed me what to do but it did actually show me that it isnt all that complicated like i put it out to be. i dont know why either maybe im just plain useless but i cant help it. this is me. faith is shaking but you said i gotta keep having faith. i doubt i can hold on any longer and for once, i think i dont care if i let go/** lets go. really..? because somehow time went by so quickly i dont even give a damn anymore. your quotes and your words made me ashamed to even claim of the feelings that cant even be compared to anything. nope none. if people put me next to you and compare me to you, im not even a little full stop. what it is for me is habit. yours is true feelings. never knew i could hurt like this but hey eventually it passes, just like anything else.

the night when i poured every single thing to you i didnt feel a single thread of regret. the night when i dug the whole tragic-heart-breaking day of shamelessness to you i felt shattered. the moment when i fell asleep nothing mattered anymore except for catching the perfect dreams i wanted -.- see for how long it pierces me? not long.

msn is not. working. how i want. it. to.



re: title




i tell you tonight dont need sleep liao.
just pay attention to www.twitter.com/tigerscry .



can i say yesterday was a long but good day? yes i can because it's my day.
i guess i understood what it meant by not expecting more, yes i can.
i remember that if you tell yourself you fucking can thing.
friday today and tmr will be my break yay then next week will be hell. i vow to familiarise myself with the drum solo part latest by tuesday.
whole of next week spam co. should be doing my hair next week if the great queen provides me with the moolaaaaaaaaaah
if i tell myself i fuckin can. YES I CAN

last night was revelation night to the core (spam HAHA)
i never thought it'd all come out but perhaps its a good thing. yea a good thing.
fifteenth might be hell. twelfth mightnt even hold any more meaning.
fifteenth really sounds like hell so good luck to me, rightttttttttttt.





tweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet peace.



i take it back.
















i miss you. but still i hate you.



my neck's stiff. i know i mentioned that already.
uneventful day, i think i have a thing for guys with that angmoh accent ;)
last night till now = nothing. so this is what i get for obsessing and being so vexed over for DAYS?
thank you. very much, i must say.




sucha disgrace to us. fourteen-year-old females, to be specific.



i realise here is dead so im here to update hi.
peishan called when i was sleeping this morning YAY i shockz dao.
i realise another thing: i cant text her but i can call her and I HAVE HUNDRED BUCKS WORTH OF CREDIT to talk to her own rightz! \m/
kay gonna call her now bye.



the bitch's @ baibai dinner. LOL
co yesterday, open house today. if we tell ourselves we fucking can, you guys can f. off
damned fun esp when the whole random drumming thing started.

skipped F.O #1 #2 #3 #4 #5 #6 and watched #7 cause that's the whole point.
righty, gonna go downstairs now -.-

my leg bloody can i please have a blood transfusion so the mozzies can stay away







@ breasty's again heheheheheheheheheheheheheheheh that explains why im blogging. anyway.
fcking did something i swore i wouldnt for the rest of my life. hmmmmmm.
anyhow, i stink now and i ran out of impulse. random.
the bitch is bathing now and im waiting and so yeah okay bye.



cant blog. but can twit.






see you when my comp revives. if it will.



to do for today. slash this week:
1. mail breasty's chio pictures
2. google human resources w/ psychology (SP) and psychology (TP) WOOHOO \M/
3. blog
4. facebook
5. bloghop
6. start MSK
7. resume my knitting (wth)

k
some meeting in the morning with 15 other people. streaming stuff that left me really really really (x123456) frustrated.
rang up a lot of people (not really) and decided to stick to literature, chem/bio, poa and business instead of pure sciences. influenced by someone big.
(how do anyone expect me to talk to my dad/mom about this when they seriously know nothing at all.)
thats one.

co after that.
two.

to breast's place after co to bathe. change then went PS.
met her mom there last min then had pastamania. rofl
three. (she bought bread for me. my mom said it was really nice. thanks LOL)

bus home. fricking pricking cold. i dont understand singapore weather AT ALL
four.

slept till night. here i am, bye