happy merry smashing rocking lovely gifting belated christmas.


i think im gonna close this blog soon. nobody's reading it.
and im not blogging because there's nothing special in my life anymore.
oh well. i love fullerton. YAY.
so fast and i'm already SO distant from the class.
*i feel the stars are drifting.. in your eyes, in your heart..
the tears are slowly melting..
sighs. im pathetic.



dumdeedum.
4:59 PM;





who really cares?


tell me about being depressed. who would've been more depressed?
no one bothered, no one cared.
i was there for myself. macdonald's was there for me. my dog was. the tv was.
but where were you? i would've killed myself. i was thinking, how nice it would've been to have yourself killed on your birthday. then EVERYONE would have come running to you. i mean.. seriously. then at night when i came online, i was really really sad. you talked to me but everything was not what i wanted to hear from you.
it made me plunge six feet down under. you really dont care do you?
tomorrow would be sunday. i wonder how are the plans. i would really like to be with you, hang out with you but you really cant be bothered. all you do is miss her..
i'm envious, really i am. because the both of you are always there for each other. but when i need somebody, nobody is there.
8:28 PM;





hey, heck what i said before this post. hahaha. that was absolute crap. of course i do exist.


anyway, working at fullerton with couzzie minmin. haha. but my partner is some other guy who is her friend's friend. jasmine is from st nicholas, her good friend yanhan is too from st nicholas. another guy friend of jasmine's, timon, is from raffles and my partner, who is timon's friend, yi hong is also from raffles. WHAT THE HELL. man, i feel so lousy. but anyway, that's not the point. i do the delivering of hampers for fullerton la.. and all the BIG BIG BIG business men we send the hampers to are freaking rich please. their offices are like homes. some have osim massage chair in their office.. one has a PUB. another has a small guest room with those SUPER-ZOOM-IN-until-you-can-see-a-person's-blackhead kinda binoculars. another has an abundance of antiques. one owns a freaking 1.8 million mayback car with 3000+ dollars curtains 'inserted'. one has a whole level as his office and 3 secretaries. rich people.. argh. i want to be one too.. but i.. CANT! how many years i'd have to save to get 1.8 million?! oh my. 60 years?! i'd have to save $2500 A MONTH. WTF. crazy. forget about being rich. i shall stay cute. that's it.



oh oh!! and whilst we were on our way back to fullerton today, we saw stefanie sun when we were in the van so we waved enthusiastically la. she saw us and she waved back. haha. how nice. i love working as delivery 'boy'. it's so fun. then the uncle would drive us around and tell us about the famous district areas. so cool. that's my report for working at fullerton la. oh, saw vincent-cornet working at starbucks raffles! (: so happy to see him. yay, i can see all the alumnis on the dinner!!! WOOHOO!!
10:15 PM;





this person doesnt exist. not now, not before, not in the future.
if you want to be her friend, meet her in her next life.
3:54 PM;