Random.

Got this from a friend's blog. The winner of Ukraine's Got Talent 2009. One hell of an artist i tell you!



First FA this sem tmrw. I still sleep like there's no tomorrow... Weather so tempting. Can't recall the last time I wore a sweater to sleep. It's freezin'~!



p/s: where the hippos go to school? guess a word.

Not 1 + 1.

It wasn't an anger post. Speculations were inevitable. Don't expect everyone who's read it to understand.

There're always 2 sides to every story. I felt both. I could only choose one.

It was a phase. To get going again.

Tried to hate. I can't. I don't know how. But I've definitely stopped planning so much.

Don't look for it. It'll come when it comes. And it'll be all worth it again.




p/s: it takes time. but only when you're ready.

Dated 1/10/09.

Let me let you go.

I always suck at it when it comes to choosing a new title.
This time it came so easily my fingers didn't feel like my own.

You asked me to read you.
I did.
What can I do when all the signs are telling me that you no longer want me?
I'm not slow, I'm in denial.

Yes, I need to feel wanted.
I'm a sad case.
I'm the girl in the relationship.
Who else would play that role?

You don't call anymore. Ignore me online.
God knows what else you've been trying to do to shut me out.

He has moved on but you haven't.
How do I compete with that?

You say you don't express very well.
You didn't have that problem before.
Guess the vast ocean is to be blamed.

You say you don't say mushy stuff.
But you do.
Or at least you used to.
Every single night before we met.
Yes, I do see the parallels here.
You don't like what you see.
And it's not as if I need to hear you say the L word or all those mushy words.

Guess you just like the thrill of the chase.
I'm just another guy to fill in the lonely time gap.
Before you leave,
you're already gone.

I've said it 4 times.
You never said it back.
Not once.

Trying to convince myself you want to mean it when you finally say it.
And I want you to.
Not just because I say it and then you feel compelled to say it back.

Can't help but think that never in our relationship or whatever you call this thing we share that you feel the same way I do.

I meant it every single time.
I can't explain how it happens when I say you've stolen my heart.
Or when I say I love you enough I love the things about you that I hate.
But I do.
You are just too indulged in your own feelings to notice.

You asked me to read you.
But have you been reading me?
I don't want to the only one existing in this.

And no, I won't be like your ex.
I intend to salvage my last shred of dignity.

And move on.
When these tears stop flowing.

So please, let me let you go.

For what it's worth, I was happy when I was with the old you.

So happy that the memories will keep haunting me.

You are my first love. Not just a fling.

p/s: the present has become the past. take care u.

Brain Food~

Suppieee!!

Dinner was great. Steamboat on a rainy day.

Burps~ pardon me... not.

*Grins*

Me thinks me is getting fatter.

*Pops confetti*

Have a thing for meat. Why?

'Cos huggable ma... boing~

I Should've Known Better! Mmmkay!

It's been almost 3 weeks since I had my hair cut. Plus tomorrow's Nicky's birthday party. Plus plus it's a good good day. Mmmkay!

Thought I could sport a new look. Thought I should try a different saloon. Shouldn't have thought so much. Mmmkay!

So out of the other 6 saloons, I chose the one with the best signboard. I know, cacated thinking... Should've gone to the one with more eye candies kan! Mmmkay!

The previous and so far my FAV stylist spent 1.5 hours to design my last hairstyle. Cut, wash, blow, cut, wax, wash, blow, cut, wash again then finally style. It may seem like a normal dome shape but damn, she paid attention to the last corner of my jagung head. I said I wanted short and a shape that would go along with my head shape.

Taken 2 weeks after the haircut. Not too bad me thinks.

This time around, wash hair that time the shampoo kena my eye. Never mind, accidents happen.

The moment the fella lifted the scissors he nearly dropped it. Never mind, maybe they were slippery.
I said clearly I wanted the same hairstyle, just shorter lah of course. Somemore turned my head here and there let him see all the details of the shape in advance. Let him study bit bit. So good this customer.

Now, ==" ... my hair looks like a smaller dome that got struck by lightning. Multiple times! Worse still, I look like I have just got out of my orange jumpsuit. Mmmkay!

I should avoid cameras tomorrow.




p/s: good people are always taken for granted. 'nuff said!

Mixed Feelings.

Meredith: I just think you should still tell him about the baby because he should at least have the responsibility of having to pay.

Cristina: No! You know what? He’ll never know. It’s over. Once this pregnancy is taken care of, Burke won’t even be a blip on my radar. He’ll be smudge.

Meredith (sarcastic): Right.

Cristina: Meredith... leave the sarcasm up to me.. really.. it doesn't suit you.





p/s: forgotten how to hate.

An Old Friend Stopping By.

Dreamed about the reality.


It was a bad dream.




p/s: backache...

She's Back Again!!

I know it's hypocritical to help promo her album here when I already torrent-downloaded the album. =p

Highly recommend I Got You, Lost Then Found and of course Happy.


p/s: the brits can kiss mah arse~



pp/s: *massages*