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Monday, September 12, 2005
MOVED.
why? i don't really know. just for fun. see how it checks out. if not, i can always come back here.
love`
imprinted at 3:49 PM
Saturday, September 10, 2005
he's nice yeah... but he's a dumbfuck.
-melinda
good god. went out after a century of being a bloody nerd.
there is life besides containment and colonisations i see.
that's beside the point.
was conned into going with elsa, under the impression that there was going to be free drinks and hot guys at viebar.
needless to say, we(melinda and i) got quite the opposite.
jesus christ. at least their fries were good.
long island not bad.
josh's rep started out quite high. dropped to sad pit low till we decided to push it for pity's sake.
poor boy, so cute yet so stupid.
anyway, talked the talk with the girls.
dirty ass shit. don't you dare swallow.
I'll be waiting for you,
So tell me how you gonna come, come
Come Get Some.
imprinted at 12:03 AM
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
As promised, some pictures from outings.
my elsa and me.
mr chan. the 'PURE' physics teacher.
roses for you.
imprinted at 1:23 AM
Saturday, September 03, 2005
What’s the worst that I could say.
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight
-mychemicalromance
Drama production is finally OVER.
No more drama till november.
FINALLY. good god. enough is enough.
Sweet barry dear hung out with me till late and sent me home.
Thanks boy, what would i do without you.
Maybe study more, that's for one.
After the drama clean up today, sean, xiao an, umar, van, sheryl and i went out for some lunch.
I enjoy gossing with them like mad and xa is simply hilarious.
After umar, van and sheryl left, the rest of us went down to meet......ELSA!
Finally, after eons i get to see her.
Laughed like idiots at starbucks and got weird stares from the people all around us.
Then we did the most retard thing. We got hyped up to take neoprints.
Later the boys left, leaving elsa and i to shop.
Tried on that dress at TYAN which i love so much.
Oh well, maybe saving fifty bucks a month will help.
Will put up picts once elsa sends them to me.
AND
Cheryl phua. i want the pictures please.
Rock is god. -elsa.
imprinted at 5:19 PM
Thursday, September 01, 2005
Remember Harbor Boulevard
The dreaming days where the mess was made
Look how all the kids have grown, oh
We have changed but we're still the same
After all that we've been through
I know we're cool
-gwenstefani.
My relationship with chij is like that of a BGR.
When you're in it, you take for granted the happy moments and the minute something horrible happens, you complain and wish to get out of it.
But when it ends, there is the lingering feeling of sadness as you savour the moments.
After awhile, the feeling fades, and when you go back, you don't know how to feel.
You're not sad, you're not happy. You remember, but you don't miss it.
Went back with my girls yesterday, despite the fact that we have no teachers in mind to visit.
Erictan wasn't there, probably one of his attempts to avoid our visitations or perhaps he might really be sick.
Thinking back, the only reason why i went back was to see my friends and my jrs. Not that i love them alot. my jrs i mean. my girls, no one can replace.
Ling and sonia gave us red roses that were meant for the teachers.
I never questioned why it is my favourite flowers.
Don't care if people think its unoriginal. i love it means i love it.
As girls, we like to ask if anyone lately has caught our fancy.
I want to clear something up.
I just like to LOOK at him.
It doesn't mean anything.
Looks aren't everything, idiots.
Just because i said he's good looking doesn't mean i want to throw myself in his arms.
So shut up and fuck off.
imprinted at 3:11 PM
blocks of life
i`ll put pictures here
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