29th of march, it's mommy's birthday. bought her a bouquet of flowers from this really nice auntie at roxy square.. c: whilst walking along all the fake "real" katong laksa, all those aunts were like "wah, thankIEW thankIEW, you shouldn't have been so nice to buy flowers, you should have just visited me." (in chinese) HAHA- right. then still have this uncle just reach his hands out and CLAIM "thanks, it's for me." what's up with holding a bouquet of flowers? i'm bewildered by why guys are always so embarrassed to hold a bouquet of flowers.. but NOW, i understand. c: i LOVE flowers. and i MISS having them..




i wish.. i want.. i've had.. but i lost..
heard that from her.. but i wasn't that all melancholic. i'm happy for you! yaay- finally you've found new love. and i'm still stuck.. in nostalgia. haha-*
love of my life, you've hurt me..
you opened my heart, and now you leave me..
dazed and shattered now it hurts..
haven't i always loved you?
but since you've been gone..
i walk alone..




but i'm being held back by the past. everything is so fast for me to actually catch a gasp of fresh air. wellos. i'd have to live life the way it SHOULD be. i'm a studious lil nerd. wait, how'd far would you believe in that?! haha- btw, brought my flute home and realised it isn't mine. my flute is 13451. but the flute inside my case is 13491, which is tallie's. someone explain to me why MY flute is misplaced? i could tell that wasn't my flute just by one glance. the feeling is different too. someone, please, figure this out. i don't like other flutes, apart from those pretty yamaha 9 series and sankyo flutes. c: weeheehee-



i still love everthing about everyone. but why are they doing this to me? i'm all chuffed aside, negelcted, ignored, rejected, feeling dejected. they say they understand to how i'm feeling.. but truth be told, no one has seen this from MY point of view. i'm really disappointed. all of you ganged up on me. i'm small, i suck and all. people do give their fuckshits at points of time don't they? YOU too. i NEED to be pampered and spoilt, and that's the way i've been brought up. if you WANT to do something, please do the soft approach on me. i'm fire, don't play fire with fire. it's nearing, all i can do is give my wishes. best of luck.


"EH!!! i eat my mucus! so salty! I LIKE!!! (with enthusiasm)" HER name shall remain anonymous.
she TRIED eating her boogus too, thinking that she'd die after eating it. OMG. -dropsdead- how can anyone be so pretty yet so dumb?!




sometimes, i feel so stupid. by loving every single friend so whole-heartedly does not make a diffference at all. cuz nobody seems to care bout me. neither does any of my family members. cat, seriously, if either of us were to commit suicide, it had to be me. my life is full of sorrowful thingies. like you say, i love every single person so much i never really did emphasize the LOVE on only that group of people i hang out with the most. and now that i realise, everything's going awry. i admit, i suck balls and nuts. but for corn's sakes, just SHOWER your love at me can? i feel so unloved, which apparently is the truth. just fucking tag my fucking board if you fucking read my fucking blog. i hate to be hated. i hate hatred. i hate hate. i hate to be blamed. i hate to be alone. i fucking hate the things i hate.



I HATE MYSELF.
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