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    layout: detonatedlove♥
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    mardi, novembre 28, 2006
    nothing 12:19 AM

    haha.
    Ive never been this freakin bored in school.
    shit.
    shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!


    i cud very well sleep in class but no.
    I cant, esp when everyone in that classroom is a guy.
    shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit.

    yea.
    then its becoming a normal thing to me to know
    what guys are really talking about.
    gosh, how gross could they even get?
    not to mention they bring specimens along
    and talk about those things like as if its sucha normal subject.
    omg.
    Im just in daze and utterly speechless.
    No wonder girls hardly, well, not talk about it.
    Not so detailed nor would it even take 5 minutes for such a topic esp
    when ure not even close with that person.
    But guys.... they talk about it and dont seem bored.
    and yes, they'll keep saying, "It's normal."
    (It's not! sheeze.)
    Hah! Times like these I just pretend. Pretend I dont know what theyre saying
    and thank God they dont speak in english.
    I could still hide the truth and say white lies. haha.

    Guys even talk about what they're gonna wear,
    even the freaking brand of the boxers for example.
    omg.
    You might find me talking about some general topic
    but no, Im talking about gross, private, disgusting talks.
    or perhaps "disgusting."
    shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit.
    sometimes having learnt a language isn't pleasing cz u'll understand what
    they're talking about... no matter how much you want to ignore.
    gosh.

    haha.
    den on my way home from school,
    i noticed yet again that the whole passengers on the first stop
    were all men.
    If only one of them is the love of my life.

    And speaking of that.
    Some guys in my class are gettin really irritating.
    They can't sit still and poor me, Im being preyed upon.
    grrr..
    And some guys will do anything just so you would notice them.
    Gosh, that's just so utterly pathetic. utterly!
    Take note, they do it in childish means or perhaps one would label that as flirting.
    watever.
    I just can't be bothered.

    Nevertheless, one cant deny the fact that one of them do gets to you.
    There is.
    And I cant help but smile whenever he messages.
    He's being all sweet this week but he did something today that turned me off.
    Yes, utterly. haha.

    Man..
    Nite nite.
    i should go to bed.
    some things are better enclosed to the public.

    Honey!
    Guys are gross!
    And im beginnin to think if....
    nyahaha..
    we should talk.
    but dont be gross too.
    eeew.
    hint hint.
    thinking about it,
    I think we've talked about that.
    omg.
    iloveya~

    dimanche, novembre 19, 2006
    Painful lies 10:13 AM


    I don't know what to believe anymore.
    Ive been taking each blow one step at a time.
    Somehow I just wanna move on, let go, not think about it, get busy... but still be there.
    I guess I'm still longing.
    I guess I'm still holdin on...

    But what if I was used yet again?
    What if all that were said were lies and I became naive?

    I hate having that "same-old-heartache" feeling.
    I made up my mind.
    No matter how cruel it is already to face the fact that my thoughts are still haunted
    each time, I'm just gonna be strong and hold my head high.

    I'm not gonna hide anything.
    I know I'm hurting.
    Im just being strong.
    -strong as I can.

    I dont wanna imagine "wat could have," wat might," "wat ifs."
    Ayaw ko na.
    sawa na ako.

    And no one else can console that but me.
    How i wish someone cud just hold me, cz im breakin in pieces.
    pieces i'd pick up, pieces i'd stored, pieces i'd probably throw
    cz theyre broken.

    Lord, help me.
    I need you, like no other.
    Was i fooled in love?

    Ihopenot.

    "misused. misplaced."
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    mercredi, novembre 15, 2006
    Waiting to be sick 10:27 PM

    I'm waiting for that time where I'd be sick from fever.
    Ive been sneezing more than I should with subsequent cough and that I'm down with a flu causing me to have a blocked nose. Plus, Im having a sore throat. Last complain is that the weather doesnt help either cz already in the early morning for an exercise regime i have in mind, was cancelled cz of the oppressively low nimbus clouds. Hence, the chilly wind.

    Yep... For the first time in Singapore I wore my thin jacket all the while.
    Then at lunch I saw that guy whom my tennis mate is havin a crush on...
    Well, thing is, I just noticed he's the most handsome guy in the school (so far) other than the other malay guy who's more charismatic. At least I got to talk to him, but this figure... I can only glance and admire. lol...
    I get info's through a friend.
    My friends are acting like they're such fans of him.
    I just cant help but just sit there and notice him, well not much cz lately, there's some peculiar gestures about him..
    E.g: His bag. His file. His water bottle.
    The last time I saw him which was lastweek (and noticed that he knew Im there) his bag was the normal dark green sling bag and no file nor the water bottle.
    Karina used a sling bag too and already, the water bottle is my routine of buying it in school everyday and lately he has been doing the same.
    Then yea, today, I noticed him carrying a file, did his... probably homework in the caféteria and that when he left, his bag is now a backpack. Like mine.

    hmmm...
    And so my observations are still on going.
    He's taking engineerin too.
    Just that I don't know what and which.

    Funfact:
    • My schoolmate in highschool is a friend of his. omg.
    • He has a crush on a girl in school who's taking tennis. omg.
    • He takes the same bus as I do when I go to school but Ive not seen him so far.
    • His route to going home is the same as mine. omg. Yet again, Ive not seen him. (thanks to our varried schedules?)
    • It'll be cool to have him as a friend. hehe... A Hunk-friend? why not? lol. tsk tsk. ;)

    le15novembre06
    10:35pm

    ohshoots, Ive a project to do and, hallelujah, no school this friday.
    Cz the teachers need an urgent meeting with the HQ.
    -Boring- I'll miss school.- No allowance for a supposedly movie date with pals.-

    dimanche, novembre 12, 2006
    Moments on the dance floor 6:06 PM






    Moments on the dance floor


    Dance with me
    But not seductively
    For Im not yet sure
    How close we shud get

    We just met
    with little words said
    But through ur moves
    which captivated me
    and captured my soul...
    You came to me, with such a blow
    -your way of saying "Hello."

    We glanced up and down;
    Did the grinding, the hot dance in town.
    Whence, suddenly, you grabbed my hand,
    pullled me close,
    and held my back
    feelin in for more...

    We found ourselves dancing comfortably
    and you stepped up the pace
    but with so much array
    that took my breathe away..

    Finally the dance moved in a slow pace.
    "Slow dance with me?"
    you asked.

    I moved in,
    You pulled me ,
    I span around
    and told you,

    "Sorry, I'm taken."

    with no regrets
    and
    walked away...


    Written by:
    Karin Gutlay.
    5:55pm.
    8mins.
    [inspired by the soundtrack movie "Step up" by Samantha Jade.]

    jeudi, novembre 09, 2006
    Mussings of "so far away" 9:25 PM


    Behind this picture stand a memory in my mind... Posted by Picasa



    Nickelback Far Away Lyrics

    This time, This place
    Misused, Mistakes
    Too long, Too late
    Who was I to make you wait
    Just one chance
    Just one breath
    Just in case there's just one left
    'Cause you know,
    you know, you know

    [CHORUS]
    That I love you
    I've loved you all along
    And I miss you
    Been far away for far too long
    I keep dreaming you'll be with me
    and you'll never go
    Stop breathing if
    I don't see you anymore

    On my knees, I'll ask
    Last chance for one last dance
    'Cause with you, I'd withstand
    All of Hell to hold your hand
    I'd give it all
    I'd give for us
    Give anything, but I won't give up
    'Cause you know,
    you know, you know

    [CHORUS]

    So far away
    So far away
    Been far away for far too long
    So far away
    So far away
    Been far away for far too long
    But you know, you know, you know

    I wanted
    I wanted you to stay
    'Cause I needed
    I need to hear you say
    I love you
    I've loved you all along
    And I forgive you
    For being away for far too long
    So keep breathing
    'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore
    Believe it
    Hold on to me, never let me go
    Keep breathing
    Hold on to me and, never let me go
    Keep breathing
    Hold on to me, never let me go





    Just watch the video and oh man..
    its so like a fairytale come true. hehe.
    I honestly havent watch LODR at all.
    I wanted to borrow the complete cd of it from a librarian back in my high school days, unfortunately, he died...

    anyway, im really amazed at the scenematic cinematography of LODR. (Lord Of the Rings.) I might decide to get the cds or read the book? haha, nah, i think i'll just watch. :)

    Ive always been a fan of those fairy kinda movies and i have to say i do love fairytales. I love butterflies only because I adore faeries.


    Love can be so painful it really cause me to tear. It doesnt stop to amaze me to realise the feat we have come so far and at times I find myself scared of the moments that lay ahead in future. Sa picture nalang na yan, hay... yea yea, i mean, there's something about that Jo and I couldnt agree and I dont know who can even phantom something that I really wish might happen... Im hard up... I hurt... I yearn yet I love. I just really hope in the end, we'll a have a great ending like the video, much less the movie itself.


    I'm just saying this because, obviously, Im missing someone so much yet I cant do anything about it. What can I really do? And sometimes I fear I might get close to someone and something might happen. Not that something is already happening.
    There are things you wanna do, there are things you hope, there are things you cling on to.
    Haaay.... emote emote... I tot I might blog, because i feel the feelings are too heavy, been feeling this way whenever Im nt occupied, that's why I'd prefer a busy life...


    Come wat may.
    *deep breaths*

    I'll love you the same.
    But maybe not the same
    For I feel a depth of passion I'd lay ahead.
    Things we keep,
    things we wished,
    things we hoped,
    things we'll cherish...

    So I lay back in my bed,
    alone, as usual..
    But i hope, not yet the end.

    For I want you there,
    at the end of the road
    where we'll meet once again
    and be at each others' arms,
    -the right place where we belong.

    Be patient,
    be strong,
    for i feel the pain we're going through all along.
    We do feel like giving up at moments like these,
    but don't you think, it'll be treasures we'll be missing more than our needs?

    I need you to be here,
    You need me to be there,
    as always we've yearned.

    But dont you give up, tell yourself that...
    because
    we shouldnt throw away all the things that we've had.

    things that money cant buy..
    things that just anyone can give nor ask.
    things that are just between known within us.

    Until then, that magical moment of meeting once again,
    always remember this:
    I'll be loving you the same.


    P.S: wen i said 'Things', I relate to innocent ones. perculiar ppl think perculiarly.

    [oh man... i just came up with something poetic yet again.
    but dont u be surprise, because i usually write down wat i feel,
    and it comes out as prose or a ryhme.. yes, im very much into literature. = )]



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