i somehow can relate to lindsey or whatever her name is, the one with four kids in Desperate Housewives. how she feels like a failure everyday. and wouldnt you lookitdat, i dont even have four kids to feel depressed over. wait till i have them, i think i might be the 6th housewife, the one who's not even in the show coz she's been sent to the asylum. ok, so i made that up but it might be true. who knows. i like sitting beside goalposts to think. that's before i got stung by a bee in sec 3 while playing soccer.
i have a lot of things on my mind right now, none of which i would want to share with you, of course. that's obvious. it's things that i want to have in my mind and my mind alone. that's the only place that it makes sense. i just like to tell everyone that i have alot on my mind so that they dont know it and they'll just have to live with it. does that make sense? oh well, i dont mind if it dont.
thanks to my mismatched nature, handphone's now an electric yellow. bought a green polka dot dress from fav shop. lookd fat in it, had no mood to try it on again when i reached home and alleged dress is lying on bed, tag still intact.
you, the one everyone's talking about. im glad you realised what you realised and im glad this realisation leads (will lead) to actual change because i still love you no matter how crappy this relationship is so the fact that you realise this means that you've been thinking about us and me and it makes me feel quite glad actually, to know that you still care. you realising something worth to make yourself realise is proof that it hasnt been thrown to waste. now let's focus on making everyone not talk about you, no?
had a bad night with them nightmares, woke up to a very rushed morning with flash effing up one me, the comp running bonkers and the other just already bonkers. huffing and puffing till i finished it, then cannot load it, had a blackout, didnt save, so redo redo redo. ctrl z couldnt save me dis time, shit. 3 years and i forgot to save. guess i didnt learn much huh? had a bad afternoon just mouthing words then hanging up-it's becoming a much hated hobby. had a great mid-afternoon with mr sotong with 6 balls with dil. no, i didnt eat her. went to chinatown just, shopping if you'd like to call it tt. targeted stuffs not there, boo hoo, off we go. plaza singapura to eat, girl comments that i look sweet, tee hee hee and walked around. had a great night, looking forward to a phone call and desperate housewives. then along the way, good changed to bad, but nevermind, i dont want to talk about it.
no basketball, no gelare. fine, i'll do it myself.
just one day and im missing school already. actually not school. more like the company in school.
conversations are not conversations anymore; dont look at me. i dont feel like talking to you. i think i'll get disappointed again. why is it way back when, you're still sleepy yet we still talk? way back then, there were no red lights, no stop sign, everything is ok-go. everything's changed now, which is so hypocritical coz everybody said that nothing will change. screw you people.
melia, melia. never tawt i'd see the day when you'll finally put that on your blog. someone's on sail in the llloooooooovvveeeeboat. no more feelings of loneliness, hur hur. but good for you, just dont forget the wedding cards when the time's right.
i'll be right here, keeping quiet and listening to them angsty songs, hoping you'll pick up the phone and call. but nvm. i said it therefore i should bear it.
oh, the new maybelline's xxl mascara is waterproof. dont ask me how i know.