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I only befriend people who can accept the way I am. Cold yet emotional, complicated yet simple. I can don a thousand masks but I won't in front of those whom are close to my heart. I bake, I cook, I sing, I dance, I'm just any ordinary girl you can find. Drown me with Long Island Tea Without Coke for that's my love. Never try agitating me. I forgive easily but I do not forget. I really dislike people who bitch nonsensical stuff about me to others. You're just jealous, so go get a life or ask your Mom for one again. Oh yes, I'm not picky about food. But I do adore good food. I mean really good ones. I've learnt to live through the worst of life. So don't come preaching me.


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Friday, October 26, 2007

Thought like since I had so much free time now cos' I can't get to sleep at all. I might as well blog before GF starts nagging at me again. I'm feeling like a pussy-wussy cos' Daddy's not in Sg. Like a house with 3 women from different generations. Whoa hao, good lords.

Some stupid game we were playing. It's Cordon Bleu + Heineken + Red Bull in that cup. So if that dollar coin drops in on your turn. Down that whole shiat.
Happy Daddy eating Ipoh's famous Chicken and Hor Fun.
The chicken. It's really nice. I TELL YOU.My favourite Tau Gheys.The dumplings that I've made at my uncle's place.
The number of brothers and sisters my dad has from the same dad
I miss my hair. 6 months. ):
Singapore Fashion Week 2007. The Forecast by Monsoon Group.
Yeah. So there I was, on stage, posing like some geisha while Raymond cuts my hair in front of everyone.
On the phone before the show.
That's Eugene and Max with their bobs. They're damn fun and thanks Eugene. For spraying water into my face. (:
GF was the first person I allowed to take my picture after the show cos' I was like living in recluse.

Then I met Eugene (a different one) and Charles for a drink at No.5 then buffet at Sakura instead of Vienna. I know we look like twins.My First Day of School:

Went over to Marina Square for Law Inc's meeting. Had lotsa hours to kill before the meeting. Spent the time driving to Ikea for Meatballs, Cavana's for the hot plate thingy, Changing Appetites to curb our chocolate craving.

Frankenstein Mudpie

I forgot what's this. But it's nice.I think I'm in love with Changing Appetites. I should be a member. I'm like there every week.

Modelled for Monsoon again yesterday at the opening of their Academy at Mosque Street. I swear the people are really friendly when you get to know them better (:

The Dragon thingy. Which I think is hilarious.

The opening ceremony.

That's LeePeng, Sharon and me.

Sharon, Leepeng, Mark Lee, Me and Ceresa.LeePeng and Me.GF's hand.Lover GF.I've no idea why am I feeling like an emo-nemo now. Plugged my earphones, listening to the songs GF sent me. The lyrics are super saddening and it's so apt. My tears can't stop falling. It's drama I know.


Y'know. It's times like this I need a hug from GF and tell me it's fine and she'll be around no matter what. No we won't drift apart even if school starts. You know how important you are to me. The things we've been through. The times you saw me cry and stuff like that. The countless number of times we laughed and got high together. C'mon, you know some friends are useless being angry or disappointed over. But I'm not that kinda person and much less to say, I'm not even your friend. I'm your lover girl. (: I love you loads GF. When I said you're no.1, don't ever tell me you don't mind being no.2

I'm sorry for not being able to stay by your side anymore. I'm sorry I can't accept my phone not ringing for the whole day. I'm sorry I don't like the feeling of being semi-existent. It's not your fault that you miss me.

I cant believe you had the nerve to say the things you said. They hurt so bad that they ended our relationship. I cant believe it. Oh, how I wish things would have happened so differently. I tried to save it so many times but you still couldnt see. YOU kept insisting and resisting that you would not fall again. And now you trying to tell me that you are sorry. And you are trying to come back home. You are telling me you really need me, crying, begging, both knees are on the floor. But baby I dont wanna try dont wanna try dont wanna try no more. YOU keep insisting when you know our love is out the door. Dont wanna try dont wanna try cuz all we do is fight and say the things that hurt so bad to when we both begin to cry. Dont wanna try dont wanna try I bout just had enough, it’s been a rough road. Baby just let it go. Dont wanna try dont wanna try dont wanna try no more. Tell me what's the use of holding on when all we do is hurt our love. YOU and I had many conversations on the telephone. Talks about one day we having a place of our own. Wake up in the morning and have breakfast ready on the table. But all of that just seems so far away from me. Had to wake up and face reality. It all just seem too good to be true after all you put me through.

One know's not the depth of his love till the hour of separation. I don't like this logic. Really. I hate it. It's why guys are such jerks. It's why they don't cherish you when they have you.

But I still like Brown Rice, Whole Grains and Long Island Tea Without Coke. Y'know what I mean. For what I think is worth.