Showing posts with label dead. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dead. Show all posts

Sunday, September 21, 2008

i'm a big big girl in a big big world

its not a big big thing if you leave me. or if i leave you

i wont even fking care if you disappear from the face of earth. never again will i have anything to do with you. let's draw the line, for real this time.

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so my daddy should be in taiwan now. didnt go to church cos of some family issues tdy morning. my mom, bro and i ended up at causeway point whr we spent four hundred dollars.

my new pencil case. no joke



retail therapy came too early.

but perhaps, thr is a btr alternative. one which numbs totally

i choose to have no air.

Saturday, March 1, 2008

i miss you, dang i miss you, why do i miss you

the title says it all.

today is one of those dead days i just feel like sleeping (not getting up), lazying around and just doing naught. so apathetic.
oh but i've been thinking a lot.
gapes, i had something really impt to blog about but its slipped off my mind.
irritating, grrrrzxc.

talking to trik cracks me up a whole lot -

s: ... (something private) i want to sleep. goodnight.

t: sleep? but the day is so young. haha whatever, bye. ohyes i was at bukit merah library just now, and i remembered smth very funny. hahaha.

s: so r and j-ish can, the day is so young. what? the random old man? what? what? gosh i'm frozen.

t: yeah. now you know i listen in class. haha yep the old man and his teachings. i cant remember what he said leh. you're sleeping in the fridge is it?

s: he said to put stuff back where it belonged. like, someth to do with kitchen or what, right? uh, and speak english. something like that. ya... in the freezer.

t: YES! hahahahaha. so funny. oi girl, are you a piece of pork?

s: ... (other ridiculous stuff e.g. saying that i'm ice man/ice girl etc, you know)

i cant seem to concentrate on anyth right now at the moment, tsk.
and oh manzxc, is that my g.aunt singing?

i feel as if i have one foot in the grave alr. i feel dead, oh wait dead people feel nothing.
i have two jammed fingers, a shin splint (according to ms puva) and i can hardly lift my right arm. plus my heart hurts (as in, literally, not emotionally). ohwell.

i smell different today (all thanks to the new baby bath my maid mis-bought) and i like it. boo.

i want my playdoh please,
ciao.