`love me cause i love you.

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

 
Hi Im back after 3 years.
My eyes hurt, I feel sick, I just want to go home and sleep now.

Its heart breaking when someone takes your heart, promises to care for it and then gives it back.....broken.

Sunday, April 15, 2007

 

I'm stupid? Thanks.

I'm stupid?
Thanks :)
Love youuuuuuuu.

Anyway, only stupid people waste time spamming others blog cause they don't have one of their own. In other words, their just jealous. Who cares?

Summary of yesterday = Jurong stadium, sports meet, sunburnt, erratic weather, saw some primary school friends, dramatic stuffs that happened, long mrt rides, kbox, lots of fun, photos, parkway parade, Bedok, KFC, home. Oh, and I saw Jing Fang! :)

I think this blog is fucking deserted. Ohwell.

Live up to your first impression.

Monday, April 09, 2007

 

Fainty

Fuck, I hate this fainty feeling.
My head's spinning and I'm feeling hot and cold.
A thousand "oh-my-god" can't make me stop feeling like this. OHwell.

To this certain individual out there,
I think you're a lil overrated.
Why do you have to make a big deal out of everything?
AND PLEASE, you didn't fucking wait for us for 1 hour plus. You only waited for like, say, 5-15 mins, and you left because you felt pissed. Why do you have to be so worked up? Germs can sit there and wait for us for 1 hour and why can't you? Besides, you were with your girlfriend. I don't see any reasons why you'd feel lonely waiting. It wouldn't fucking kill you to just go and walk around with your girlfriend right.
Fuck. I feel like showing you the damned finger now.
ANDDDD it's not like we 'pang-seh' you. We didn't, cause we went. You were the one who didn't wanted to wait. So please don't point fingers at us any old how.

"Have he talked to you guys?"
"Ya. He talked to all of us already. Haven't he talked to you yet?"
"No, and I couldn't care less"

Yes, I seriously don't give two cents about your fucked up attitude. Don't want to talk? Then don't. I don't give a shit about you wanting to speak to me, or not.

& I know your secret. A really dirty secret. Ha.

Enough of all this.
Maybe it's the fact that I curse too much that's why I'm feeling all giddy now.
Whatever.

Archives

March 2005   April 2005   May 2005   June 2005   July 2005   August 2005   September 2005   October 2005   November 2005   December 2005   January 2006   February 2006   March 2006   April 2006   May 2006   June 2006   July 2006   August 2006   September 2006   October 2006   November 2006   December 2006   January 2007   February 2007   March 2007   April 2007   June 2010  

This page is powered by Blogger. Isn't yours?

Subscribe to Posts [Atom]