Tuesday, January 31, 2006 ♥

Last footprint@8:05 PM

Dear diary,
I'm falling in love..

i'm feeling so stressed up right now that i feel like killing someone. a stab in the head and the neck will do fine. damnit. which idiot does school work on a fine tuesday afternoon? plus, it's only the THIRD day of CHINESE NEW YEAR. biology kills. who gives a damn about lysosomes.

school had been really disastrous so far.

shit mass pe - SWIMMING.
stoichiometry
graphs and the nerve wrecking graphing techniques using the gawddamn GC. how can one operate the GC without knowing how to?
organelles and blardy cells.
projects. presentations. skits.
red spots
muddy fields
i know zero about economics
school food sucks.
expenditure in the jc zaps me like there's no tomorrow
i hardly have enough sleep. i hate it.
my maid bugs me every morning without fail
returning home close to 9pm after every touch rug training.
i've been booked by the OM/the wadever cause i was attempting to bring bread into the LT.
being poor. really poor.
hallucinating that i see kenneth in tj compound eventhough i know so well that he will never be there.

well, but there are always 2 sides to everything.. school had been good on the other hand cos.

i made new friends. i love new people.
i got to know more about lysosomes
pwning secondary school kids with my 172bucks gc
having a gaming application installed in the gadget
cheap fruits for practically every break
being in a class full of girls. lovely girls.
touch rugby.
less teevee
gives me an xtra reason to come online. these days, it's all about ineffective e-learning.

ok bye. i dunno wad im blogging about. i have more homework waiting. ):

____________________

"Here's the deepest secret no one knows. Here's the root of the root; the bud
of the bud; the sky of the sky of a tree called life, whick grows higher
than the soul can hope or the mind can hide. It is the wonder that's keeping
the stars apart. I carry your heart. I carry it in my heart. "
- E.E. Cummings

♥ Loved, yourname

Monday, January 30, 2006 ♥

Last footprint@9:21 PM

Dear diary,
I'm falling in love..

SABRINA, i miss you. i wanna be woof-ing at your ears right now. i haven't been with you everyday since january. i dont wanna just meet you once a week. i hate jc life. i miss you. i wanna be in the same class as you. i want someone to laugh at. i want a messy freak in the same classroom as i am in. how i miss the sight of worksheets and books sticking outta the fine edges of your table in year04. and there came 2005. i vividly remember your bag stuffed with rubbish. you never fail to take forever to find a specific worksheet. come to think about it, ur messiness just brings out the neatness in me. but the point is. im missing you; badly. i want to go to school with you daily. im so used to having you around. i miss you. i want to boast about our nineyearold friendship.

still remember me crying to you like there's no tomorrow over the phone that very night? you've been a really good friend. every second with you makes me feel loved; despite all your crap that im unloved. im rubbish in singing as compared to you. but i still wanna bug you with my 'Don't cha' song. i miss you.

i simply love the way you tell others, "we're not like you all okay. mediocre friends only." . i love you special friend.

and SABRINA, if it hadn't been for you, i'll probably still be left hanging in midway, stuck with all the kenneth nonsense. you reminded me everything bad about kenneth. you made me realise how much i've been giving. you made me feel wanted. i really thank God for friends like you. You never fail to make my day. jie mei dang? recalled how we left britney with no friends, no support? we did mean things together. we never left any one of us out. we were always together. You showered me with incessant care. honestly.

my spastic #1 , i wanna hear you wail hesterically. i want to bitch around with you. i want you around in school. why don't i see you? i miss you. i never forget how u used to lug a huge orange bag around school. and i simply love scratching that surface. i love annoying you. i like being an asshole to you. cos' you understand all my little actions. and i find it okay being blur and clumsy in front of you. even crying aloud to you is not a problem for me.

there is simply too much about you that i miss. i can never finish blogging about them. nine years that was my dear. i need to bug someone. i want to re-appear in front of you again; just like any other day in the past. it's crazy not having you around.

and i never forget how you'll always turn me down whenever i ask you out. for that, i dislike you. but i still want you around.

i want our wild adventure right at the heerens. *smirks*. you'd better remember. (:

girlfriend, i miss you. i love you. woof woof?

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aiights. my first proper blog entry. not for anyone else, but just for you my dearest nine yearold pal, SABRINA. i miss you aplenty.

♥ Loved, yourname

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Last footprint@6:44 PM

Dear diary,
I'm falling in love..

shifted. i reckon blogger is user-friendlier than diaryland. so here i am.. after all that persuassion and comparisons. im glad im switching to blogger.

HAPPY LUNAR NEW YEAR

anw .

my url is corny. i know (:

i apologise for the unflattering picture that is splattered all over the blog. the armpits. ya fahmi. blahhh .

♥ Loved, yourname