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Friday, June 11, 2010
Razbliuto.
I bought a new shirt! :D And subsequently realised that it was the first shirt I ever bought for myself (excluding all those school shirts or what nots). FIRST shirt!! lolol. Overly excited over. nothingness.

I just came back from 10-6 mahjong. It was crazy D: So right ambitious huh? I think somehow we fail at ambitious. I think it's quite hard for me to be ambitious and not just settle for the mediocre? It gets increasingly retarded when no one won for the 3 games or something. I think the part when Sam was fighting with wj was epic. Much more to be described in words XD So I shall spare the details. Mushmom vs King Slime, get ready your cameras yo. It's gonna be legendary. "But I think the King Slime Q Ziu!" lolol, totally, leaving behind squishy liquid huh?:x

After that we decided to hop onto any bus that gets us to anywhere where there's food. On 14... OMG, it's reaching anchorpoint, eat what eat what? So we ended up eating at Xin Wang cafe at anchor. Seriously, I kind of get sick of the food there easily, but pineapple bun was (Y). MUST TRY!! :D Somehow, talks went into Home Economics, something which I was better at (even much more than D&T) and how Siti got ditched and how subsequently, wj ended with her during the practical test HAHAHA. Trying to imagine the grey Shepard's pie which is supposed to taste quite good, but at the same time reminded of Mrs Chan who was suppose to be squatting at her toilet bowl after tasting all the food for the practical. OMG EPIC. Laughed till the food almost rocketed out of my mouth cause I ate an extra pineapple bun, must tryyyyyy. Okay enough spazzing.

All that though reminds me of the good Home Econs days. Like how we seem to mess up even though it's just an egg-_-" To my partner: OMG, I smell something burning, kw, what now?!?! How the pan never seem to be clean despite us scrubbing it like MAD. Most importantly, the practical test was... memorable. Because you all reminded me of the green bean soup that I actually cooked and how I've come to like band and how this blog actually came about. Yes, sometimes, Yi Wei, I wonder how you're doing and sometimes going out with kw, I'm so tempted to ask him about her, only it'd seem like I'm still not over her and such. But we don't even talk now, it's just painful and idk what. I can't believe I was simpering over that scene when she tasted my green bean soup and said it was too sweet. Sounds retarded enough, but I really think I'm over her, despite all these reactions, because feelings do fade and I've already moved on.

Random thought of the day 1: I think loneliness makes me more independent.

Because all you can seem to depend on in the world is yourself. I vaguely remembered my teacher writing a comment in my report book, something about loneliness and independence, like tendency to work alone but is very independent. But a lone island can't survive. But sometimes friends don't see the pain in your eyes when everyone else sees the smile in your face. Laugh till you cry? Maybe you really do want to cry.

I think relationships have the strangest way of leaving scars all over you and have the weirdest way of reopening themselves whenever you see something. Most importantly, there are memories etched in your heart that seem so hard to erase, even though you seem to have forgotten about them but in the end is still reminded of them and it seemed like it was just yesterday that it happen, so real, yet you know in your conscious state of mind that it was all over. I cared too much for the first time, I got hurt, I cared too little for the second, I hurt someone. All of which taught me to love myself before others. So, for the third and let it be the last time, I think I should really be ready before I jump into it headfirst and get myself bleeding all over.

Think back and ask yourself if it's really love. If it isn't? What is? Now? You? I don't know.

Random thought of the day 2 : I think someone's whose seemingly ugly when young will grow up to be stunning one day just like the story of the ugly duckling and swan.


Then there's you who I can't seem to figure out what to feel about you. Sometimes, so hopelessly thinking and thinking, sometimes, so hopelessly hopeful, sometimes absolutely lost and sometimes even just plain nothing.

There are people who simply refuse to reply my message, so I shall wait for Cheryl to send her threat messages.

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