Saturday, July 15, 2006

I don't wanna go. I don't wanna go. I don't wanna go. I don't wanna. I don't wanna. I don't wanna.
For reasons i cannot reveal.
I'm uber frustrated.

Sometimes i hate u so much.
But if i hate u, i've got nobody left.
N that's y i hate u.
But i can't hate u. I can't. I can't. I can't.

Damn it.

I hate my life. Sometimes i wish i could just... let it engulf me...
N i hate the voice tt says "tts not wad u shld be thinking."
fuck u man. fuck u.

Friday, July 14, 2006

It's that itch. The I want it now itch. Hah.
But the more you want it the more it doesn't come.
So if it happens, it happens.
Now's not too bad either.

Who's gonna talk to me next week? Indeed.

Nice people finish last? I'm counting on that.

Sometimes I think all of you are lying to me, keeping things from me. I tell myself it's paranoia.
In the end, I don't know which would be worse, to find out the truth or to know that my friends have been hiding the truth from me.

One of those Woe-Is-Me nights. But my day was productive.

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Felt crestfallen.
Is tt how you use it?

But I'm telling myself there's always something good to smile back upon.
No one can make me feel worthless. Not anymore.
Not you. Not her. Not anyone.

Sunday, July 09, 2006

Guess what. I really did trip over that hump! $*&$(#&*$(#* I jinxed myself. Hah.
The last day was interesting just like the first. It was really boring with the slow traffic and all but it was nice because we had time to talk. And one of them went around the expo looking for a bf for me but to no avail. So he decided to ask me whether i would marry him instead. Oh well... but he's already taken. darn.

Although it was just a short time with them, I kinda miss them already. =/
Can't wait for the photos.

I hope Germany wins 3rd placing in the world cup, just for their sake.

Just returned frm MOS, feeling zonked out. I'm like a tare panda. Sprawled on my bed wif my laptop, I refuse to move man. I think MOS is kinda overhyped. No doubt it's okae looking, big and new. Just not someplace i'd go every week. I wonder how people do it. I liked the '54' room though, colourful and oh-so-retro music.

Maybe it's clubbing tt's overhyped. I wouldn't like to reek of smoke everytime. And the place is so smokey and with all the flashing lights hurt me poor eyes. And I dun like to dance with only enuff space to jostle on spot, and I especially dun like being elbowed.

But but, this trip was rather interesting cos my pri school classmate who's working there recognised me! I didn't even recognise him and called him by a wrong name, he changed too much, grew too tall =x This also means that I haven't changed since pri sch. SHit.

And then 2 angmoh guys said 'hi' to me. I look like spg meh? Or maybe it was just a case of mistaken identity. I think i had the do-i-know-u-look plastered on my face together with a hesistant "hi" and they got the idea. So dark still can look out for people, amazing.

*yawn*

Friday, July 07, 2006

How often do you get a chance when a German guy says ‘I love you’ in german and wo ai ni to you?

I did!

But too bad he wanted to learn, wang ba dan too. So it became “wo ai ni, wang ba dan. Xie xie, zai jian” *smile*.
The kiddiest adult I ever met, when he was bored, he tried to shoot tissue pellets at the people over at the next booth, and attempted to ‘frame’ me for the deed. He even laughed at people who tripped over the little hump right outside our booth. Ok, la I also luffed. But you shld haf seen the number of people who tripped over it man. So many, and so hilarious. By saying this I, myself would trip over it tmr. More more more tmr.

But I think they were trying hard to entertain me.
They’re really nice, fun people! Auf weidersen!

Oh, Thank You for helping me post germy!

Thursday, July 06, 2006

A word of praise does wonders, especially if it's coming from someone that matters. It just makes you wanna work harder and do better.

I had a good day. =)
I'm grateful for that short walk.

Monday, July 03, 2006

Love is real, real is love.
Love is feeling, feeling love.
Love is needing, to be loved.

I need.
It's also about letting go, but it doesn't mean forgetting.

I'll be here as long as you need me.