I am so 'full of anger' mode.
at the person who stole keaty's phone.
like, YOU ARE THE BIGGEST LOSER I HAVE EVER COME TO CARE ABOUT!
u, being such a loser, resorted to stealing.
and then, what good comes out of it?
nothing, READ , NOTHING!
think of ur family, what would they feel,
think of ur born/unborn daughter, son , or ur almost dead mother/father, whatever.
spare a thought before ur hands move ok.
im so ANGRY.
u are such a juvenile case!
we should send u to bloody court and ask to meet ur parents.
you big pile of bull shit.
i bet u walk around wiith shit in ur pants u no brainer loser.
gosh, do u know how important a handphone is?
u bloody mooooorrrrrooonnnnn.
CONTACT IS SO BLOODY IMPORTANT IN THIS TECHNOLOGICALY ADVANCE WORLD.
do u know how much trouble u have caused to my ang keat ying.
like what the hell did she do to deserve this pile of bullshit from u.
eh, come on man.
what's gonna happen if ur phone was stolen instead?
think about it.
Sunday, May 27, 2007
Friday, May 25, 2007
im still shuffling between blogger and livejournal.
..
i saw just how sweet it was, the sarcrifices he made for her.
and yet how he is so willing because he is so in love with her, and vice versa.
im watching a story unfold before my eyes.
being able to look at one happy couple admist the breakup season.
i envy her, she has someone she can hold hands with, 'feed cats , take long walks...'.
i bless you.
to see a friend so happy, basking in joy, its a miracle.
so life is full of love afterall.
you're the man PANG!
..
i saw just how sweet it was, the sarcrifices he made for her.
and yet how he is so willing because he is so in love with her, and vice versa.
im watching a story unfold before my eyes.
being able to look at one happy couple admist the breakup season.
i envy her, she has someone she can hold hands with, 'feed cats , take long walks...'.
i bless you.
to see a friend so happy, basking in joy, its a miracle.
so life is full of love afterall.
you're the man PANG!
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Thursday, May 17, 2007
killing me softly.
pardon the vulgarities.
dont read if ur sensitive.
i need the world to listen.
but i dont need them to symphthise.
do me a favour, fuck off back to where you came from. i told u from the beginning, we need to get things done. get the engine started, i pushed, i tried. all you have to do is follow, so even that was too hard for you. what are you, morons? go suck a cock if it thrills you, go suck your own cock if you have to, thou i doubt you'll reach it.
so maybe you've been fucked physically before, but being fucked mentally is out of the world.
its sucidal, depressing, emotional, a mix of everything.
like losing yourself, but in the most painful way.
you dont bleed, nor will you scream in pain, but it tears your trust and confidence.
no, it rips it.
yes, this is for you(s).
Dear friendly member(s) of fuck-sociation,
not that i want to lower myself to your standard and use vulgarities, but i figured u deserve it. I suggest you stay at fuck-O-nation, cause earth, or rather, Singapore has no place for you.
Did you mother fuck a dog and gave birth to you?well, mayb an alien with low intelligence, too low that earth scientist can't discover them. i bet your brain is in your ass, you shit through your nostrils and eat through your asshole. how embarassing, you're worst then dogs, i mean, dogs are actually cute.
at my level of intelligence, i cant really tell what are you, neither do you know what you are, i mean, your intelligence is so much lower then mine. you see, this is a 'thank-you' note, thank you for fucking me up, mentally.
i dont dwell in a slump of mud when im free, unlike you(s). i'll much rather go and take a swim in the pool. Ok, do you understand pool? moving on, i would like to advise you to do a consultation for that addiction(s) of yours. but given your level of intelligence, you will be unable to find a job, so u won't get money to see a doc, dont worry about it, i won't bother lending a hand. Find your own way around.
OH, mayb u can get that other half to pay for it. fuck-o-reans tend to be really generous isnt it? wit their time management and brain juice. mayb you can squeeze a can for me, not that i will drink it, cos i'll be reduced to 'brain-in-the-ass' syndrone. do you get what im writing here? i made an effort to check the dictionary for words i cant spell so this thank you letter wont mess you up.
oh yes,
the lizard downstairs sent their regards to your mum, i believed they were active in the sexual glands, organs, whatever.
cheers,
beloved earth-o-porean.
...
due date: 8am friday.
current status: incomplete.
reason: members of fuck-o-nation(refer to letter above.)
i fogot to mention that they were complacent and think that everything can be done.
and i forgot to mention their GPA was rocket low, not that it matters, but it shows.
i cant say enough about irresponsible people who think that everything will be solved, not that they are the ones who will solve it.
mind you, i dream , i aspire, i dont dwell in virtual worlds.
dont read if ur sensitive.
i need the world to listen.
but i dont need them to symphthise.
do me a favour, fuck off back to where you came from. i told u from the beginning, we need to get things done. get the engine started, i pushed, i tried. all you have to do is follow, so even that was too hard for you. what are you, morons? go suck a cock if it thrills you, go suck your own cock if you have to, thou i doubt you'll reach it.
so maybe you've been fucked physically before, but being fucked mentally is out of the world.
its sucidal, depressing, emotional, a mix of everything.
like losing yourself, but in the most painful way.
you dont bleed, nor will you scream in pain, but it tears your trust and confidence.
no, it rips it.
yes, this is for you(s).
Dear friendly member(s) of fuck-sociation,
not that i want to lower myself to your standard and use vulgarities, but i figured u deserve it. I suggest you stay at fuck-O-nation, cause earth, or rather, Singapore has no place for you.
Did you mother fuck a dog and gave birth to you?well, mayb an alien with low intelligence, too low that earth scientist can't discover them. i bet your brain is in your ass, you shit through your nostrils and eat through your asshole. how embarassing, you're worst then dogs, i mean, dogs are actually cute.
at my level of intelligence, i cant really tell what are you, neither do you know what you are, i mean, your intelligence is so much lower then mine. you see, this is a 'thank-you' note, thank you for fucking me up, mentally.
i dont dwell in a slump of mud when im free, unlike you(s). i'll much rather go and take a swim in the pool. Ok, do you understand pool? moving on, i would like to advise you to do a consultation for that addiction(s) of yours. but given your level of intelligence, you will be unable to find a job, so u won't get money to see a doc, dont worry about it, i won't bother lending a hand. Find your own way around.
OH, mayb u can get that other half to pay for it. fuck-o-reans tend to be really generous isnt it? wit their time management and brain juice. mayb you can squeeze a can for me, not that i will drink it, cos i'll be reduced to 'brain-in-the-ass' syndrone. do you get what im writing here? i made an effort to check the dictionary for words i cant spell so this thank you letter wont mess you up.
oh yes,
the lizard downstairs sent their regards to your mum, i believed they were active in the sexual glands, organs, whatever.
cheers,
beloved earth-o-porean.
...
due date: 8am friday.
current status: incomplete.
reason: members of fuck-o-nation(refer to letter above.)
i fogot to mention that they were complacent and think that everything can be done.
and i forgot to mention their GPA was rocket low, not that it matters, but it shows.
i cant say enough about irresponsible people who think that everything will be solved, not that they are the ones who will solve it.
mind you, i dream , i aspire, i dont dwell in virtual worlds.
Friday, May 04, 2007
im an asshole!
im so sad i could start crying and stop breathing.
...
i went back to visit my childhood the other day.
i started watching sailor moon again, as lame as it sounds.
its bloody good, like so savoury, like chicken rice, you could just never get sick of it.
and so it goes (anyway im on episode 186 of 200 already), i was a hardcore sailor moon fan back in primary school days.
i've got like sailor moon underwear, fan, colouring books, cheque book inspired notebook, anything exotic you can think of.
and i've got a whole truckload of it, a whole cabinet worth of it.
CNY cleaning, it din occur to me that i would ever go back to look at those sailormoony stuffs again, so i cleared the whole cabinet.
i threw, I THREW, ME ME ME ME ME, i was the FUCKER who THREW, BLOODY THREW the stuffs away.
limited edition coloured comics from japan.
limited edition cards.
$665652666 worth of stickers.
ETC.
i THREW IT AWAY.
POOF, GONE.
and how did i realise?
i was trying to do a journal entry on sailormooon (creative journal), i needed some resources.
and i realised.
all the energy i had to do the journal, well, it channelled itself to saddness.
like some moaning period for all my lost SAILORMOON stuffs.
truckloads of them.
and my brother said to me: ' stupid girl, you should never throw away memories.'
this time i din rebuke, im stupid. and as corny as it sounds, well, yes. memories do mean alot. and childhood means even more.
goodbye love, i bet u have been disintegrated into ashes along with trash like a rotten apple core.
well, just a reminder of how lovely they look.
just a reminder of how gross i look.
kill this asshole.
...
i went back to visit my childhood the other day.
i started watching sailor moon again, as lame as it sounds.
its bloody good, like so savoury, like chicken rice, you could just never get sick of it.
and so it goes (anyway im on episode 186 of 200 already), i was a hardcore sailor moon fan back in primary school days.
i've got like sailor moon underwear, fan, colouring books, cheque book inspired notebook, anything exotic you can think of.
and i've got a whole truckload of it, a whole cabinet worth of it.
CNY cleaning, it din occur to me that i would ever go back to look at those sailormoony stuffs again, so i cleared the whole cabinet.
i threw, I THREW, ME ME ME ME ME, i was the FUCKER who THREW, BLOODY THREW the stuffs away.
limited edition coloured comics from japan.
limited edition cards.
$665652666 worth of stickers.
ETC.
i THREW IT AWAY.
POOF, GONE.
and how did i realise?
i was trying to do a journal entry on sailormooon (creative journal), i needed some resources.
and i realised.
all the energy i had to do the journal, well, it channelled itself to saddness.
like some moaning period for all my lost SAILORMOON stuffs.
truckloads of them.
and my brother said to me: ' stupid girl, you should never throw away memories.'
this time i din rebuke, im stupid. and as corny as it sounds, well, yes. memories do mean alot. and childhood means even more.
goodbye love, i bet u have been disintegrated into ashes along with trash like a rotten apple core.
well, just a reminder of how lovely they look.
just a reminder of how gross i look.
kill this asshole.
Wednesday, May 02, 2007
her 18th, my stupidity.
sandy, thanks for the night.
i needed someone who was willing to talk to me, and i needed to talk to someone.
cheers, i dont normally say this,
but your heart will show u the way.
......
i took the pics from charissa and libing, just so i could develope them.
but oh well, lets have a sneak preview 1st.
well, everyone looks fine.dont they?
oh,that's li bing's new FRIEND.(yo, u know what i mean)
that's some stupidity for the night.
i needed someone who was willing to talk to me, and i needed to talk to someone.
cheers, i dont normally say this,
but your heart will show u the way.
......
i took the pics from charissa and libing, just so i could develope them.
but oh well, lets have a sneak preview 1st.
well, everyone looks fine.dont they?
oh,that's li bing's new FRIEND.(yo, u know what i mean)
that's some stupidity for the night.
Monday, April 30, 2007
one nite only.
a fave past-time of mine is to look thru lao hui's blog.
cos its jc-ish.
the very thing im searching for.
she was right about the fact that im always looking at ONLY the happy times of JC students,and that drives me to believe that JC is the right choice and I dint make that choice.
well, whatever she said did calm the soul down.
looking at her classmates,i realise how much i would love to have black-haired classmates in my class.
black-haired boys and girls.
i want back the thrill of spot checks, for long hair, coloured hair, folded skirt, socks...
i want to be able to fold and un-fold my skirt at record speed.
most of all, i want better classmates.
people i can actually relate to, hang out with after school.
ya, i admit im not exactly the most interesting person on earth so my frens are kinda limited.
BUT, I JUST CANT RELATE TO POLY PEEPS.
(well, 75% of them at least.HAHA.)
...
i din know why the msn chat affected me so much.
mayb i was just tired and had to blow up at someone, mayb i've been bottling that for far too long.
god knows, im sorry and im not.
reandom pictures i've dug out.
laugh laugh and laugh.
love, tong.
cos its jc-ish.
the very thing im searching for.
she was right about the fact that im always looking at ONLY the happy times of JC students,and that drives me to believe that JC is the right choice and I dint make that choice.
well, whatever she said did calm the soul down.
looking at her classmates,i realise how much i would love to have black-haired classmates in my class.
black-haired boys and girls.
i want back the thrill of spot checks, for long hair, coloured hair, folded skirt, socks...
i want to be able to fold and un-fold my skirt at record speed.
most of all, i want better classmates.
people i can actually relate to, hang out with after school.
ya, i admit im not exactly the most interesting person on earth so my frens are kinda limited.
BUT, I JUST CANT RELATE TO POLY PEEPS.
(well, 75% of them at least.HAHA.)
...
i din know why the msn chat affected me so much.
mayb i was just tired and had to blow up at someone, mayb i've been bottling that for far too long.
god knows, im sorry and im not.
reandom pictures i've dug out.
laugh laugh and laugh.
love, tong.
Saturday, April 28, 2007
china aint love.
another night at wendys' house.
with the all so comforting sofas and chairs.
it was the 'china trip' reunion.LOLS.do we really need one i wonder?
dad din seemed to be bothered that i stayed out.
so there got it, the freedom that i always wanted, and im making full use of it.
i mean, two weekends in a row, not going home.
i seem like a bad kid, but no, im not out on dope dearie.
going home is a lovely thought, oh well, it was.
till it became messy, and the lines between discipline and principals blurrrrr.
mum's not in to nag anyway.
dad has been much more lenient with me al of a sudden.
might be the fact that i'm turning 18, oh well, god knows.
i keep thinking about how i dun wanna spoil someone's reputation by talking abt them,
i got so scare of being a two-face cocksucker that i dreamt of people confronting me.
like in my face, as much as i would normally fight back, in my dream,
i felt that i was in the complete WRONG and i let them scream at me.
i saw them turn their backs on me, thou i pretty much wun care cos they piss me off.
oh well, another dream.
countless these days.
........
for china, just today.
with much love to my china kiddos.
with the all so comforting sofas and chairs.
it was the 'china trip' reunion.LOLS.do we really need one i wonder?
dad din seemed to be bothered that i stayed out.
so there got it, the freedom that i always wanted, and im making full use of it.
i mean, two weekends in a row, not going home.
i seem like a bad kid, but no, im not out on dope dearie.
going home is a lovely thought, oh well, it was.
till it became messy, and the lines between discipline and principals blurrrrr.
mum's not in to nag anyway.
dad has been much more lenient with me al of a sudden.
might be the fact that i'm turning 18, oh well, god knows.
i keep thinking about how i dun wanna spoil someone's reputation by talking abt them,
i got so scare of being a two-face cocksucker that i dreamt of people confronting me.
like in my face, as much as i would normally fight back, in my dream,
i felt that i was in the complete WRONG and i let them scream at me.
i saw them turn their backs on me, thou i pretty much wun care cos they piss me off.
oh well, another dream.
countless these days.
........
for china, just today.
with much love to my china kiddos.
Friday, April 27, 2007
i seriously hate those technical stuffs.
look at the tagboard, oh wait, they are twins.
did i mention?
yea, i know its superficial aand all, u know, we all HAVE to bloody know.
im trying hard not ot say the f word, cos i've said it far too many times today during the match.
my right ass is in pain cos i prolly extended my muscles a lil too much.
my friday went down the drain, other then the fact that i got to paly a lil volleyball, cos i was too lazy to ask someone out.
but who the hell was available anyway.
i went to sch for 3 hours without a belt, its horrible.
i spent many many cash on senseless lace.
i think im crazy cos i wanna bitch about everone i see running abt.
old friend teased me abt being fat, not that im bothered, well, maybe very u vagina-poker.
i dont care if im bare footed or what, i like running ard to receive balls.(volleyball)
im incoherent (cant bloody spell) cos i spent too much time on friendster, and his profile is still bloody private.
im officially the 'doomed' friend to be with cos if u get very close to me, u'll prolly end up very much single.(look at my close frens.)
i just had good company and im already missing more good old company frm long ago pple.
oh damn, im weird right.
but i dont really care.
cheers baby.
something light.
look at the tagboard, oh wait, they are twins.
did i mention?
yea, i know its superficial aand all, u know, we all HAVE to bloody know.
im trying hard not ot say the f word, cos i've said it far too many times today during the match.
my right ass is in pain cos i prolly extended my muscles a lil too much.
my friday went down the drain, other then the fact that i got to paly a lil volleyball, cos i was too lazy to ask someone out.
but who the hell was available anyway.
i went to sch for 3 hours without a belt, its horrible.
i spent many many cash on senseless lace.
i think im crazy cos i wanna bitch about everone i see running abt.
old friend teased me abt being fat, not that im bothered, well, maybe very u vagina-poker.
i dont care if im bare footed or what, i like running ard to receive balls.(volleyball)
im incoherent (cant bloody spell) cos i spent too much time on friendster, and his profile is still bloody private.
im officially the 'doomed' friend to be with cos if u get very close to me, u'll prolly end up very much single.(look at my close frens.)
i just had good company and im already missing more good old company frm long ago pple.
oh damn, im weird right.
but i dont really care.
cheers baby.
something light.
Thursday, April 26, 2007
Sunday, April 22, 2007
nights.
drunk dancing, dancing drunk.
how much of it can u take? and how much will make u GONE.(snap snap gone.)
i've been thinking about it everyday.no, its not a good feeling.
and that was charissa's happy 18th birthday.
...
monday was such a casual picnic day, we had extraordinary salads and sandwiches.
and what was best was meeting up an old pal from so long ago.
his presence was much appraciated, depite it being short and brief.
i cant say i feel the same, but comfort is undeniable, even if its just silent comfort.
it wasnt talk nor coffee nor good OLE wheeklock place.
it was, a subtle knowledge of each other.(or so for my case.)
i wont request for a second meeting, or a third, i just dont see it coming from you.
but if u need, i've got time to spare for you.
cheers wei arng.
cheers, tong.
how much of it can u take? and how much will make u GONE.(snap snap gone.)
i've been thinking about it everyday.no, its not a good feeling.
and that was charissa's happy 18th birthday.
...
monday was such a casual picnic day, we had extraordinary salads and sandwiches.
and what was best was meeting up an old pal from so long ago.
his presence was much appraciated, depite it being short and brief.
i cant say i feel the same, but comfort is undeniable, even if its just silent comfort.
it wasnt talk nor coffee nor good OLE wheeklock place.
it was, a subtle knowledge of each other.(or so for my case.)
i wont request for a second meeting, or a third, i just dont see it coming from you.
but if u need, i've got time to spare for you.
cheers wei arng.
cheers, tong.
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
an obsession, a start.
today is about as good as it gets.
nice shirt
shy smile
the same braces
and sshorter hair.
oh boy, you're missing out by not wanting to know me a lil more.
....
new class, i'll be seeing you tmr.
PR seems to be superficial, as in they seem to be in need of beautiful faces with brains.
hardly bimbos, hey, DONT SLEEP WITH THE BOSSES, u fugly bimbo.
WEB DESIGN round 2 will prolly suck the last breathe out of me, what is it about broken links that u dont like?
cos im pretty sure im good at that, well, can we be friends.
mayb i'll teach you to fall for broken links, and mutual respect for broken links.
COMM ISSUES was a whole bunch of laughters, becos i cant get what DR BRIAN LEE is trying to act and say.
he is a damn smart fellow no doubt, deep line of thinking, and much effort.
this is the lecture i will fall for, goood job brian!
NEWS WRITING, im inspired to jump thru all the barriers, to acheive my dream. go back to that 'i wanna be a journalist' mode.
i'll be washing my face alot less, hopefully it gets thicker by grease and dirt, so i'll do a better job thick-skinned.
thats it for sem 2, yea, assignments ahead.
.....
hang out with daph, sandy and bing.
shopping is fun when ur not spending your own money.
i wish my ass was not as bouncy, makes it hard to run in that pretty black dress.
and a 2nd round of trying for AM_________, yea, i dont wanna give up yet.
well, it was good. so much beetter then the 1st day in sem 2.
pretty life i have.
i envy myself.
nice shirt
shy smile
the same braces
and sshorter hair.
oh boy, you're missing out by not wanting to know me a lil more.
....
new class, i'll be seeing you tmr.
PR seems to be superficial, as in they seem to be in need of beautiful faces with brains.
hardly bimbos, hey, DONT SLEEP WITH THE BOSSES, u fugly bimbo.
WEB DESIGN round 2 will prolly suck the last breathe out of me, what is it about broken links that u dont like?
cos im pretty sure im good at that, well, can we be friends.
mayb i'll teach you to fall for broken links, and mutual respect for broken links.
COMM ISSUES was a whole bunch of laughters, becos i cant get what DR BRIAN LEE is trying to act and say.
he is a damn smart fellow no doubt, deep line of thinking, and much effort.
this is the lecture i will fall for, goood job brian!
NEWS WRITING, im inspired to jump thru all the barriers, to acheive my dream. go back to that 'i wanna be a journalist' mode.
i'll be washing my face alot less, hopefully it gets thicker by grease and dirt, so i'll do a better job thick-skinned.
thats it for sem 2, yea, assignments ahead.
.....
hang out with daph, sandy and bing.
shopping is fun when ur not spending your own money.
i wish my ass was not as bouncy, makes it hard to run in that pretty black dress.
and a 2nd round of trying for AM_________, yea, i dont wanna give up yet.
well, it was good. so much beetter then the 1st day in sem 2.
pretty life i have.
i envy myself.
Sunday, April 15, 2007
feel it crawling.
let the photos do the talking, me and fat-nation are very very very tired.
i just HAD to BUTT in.
more butt-ing in! OOOPs. butt loves lime light.
lovely lovely.
it's so LIKE ME to eat, and be unglam.YUCKS.
love love love, tong and 4/7.
i just HAD to BUTT in.
more butt-ing in! OOOPs. butt loves lime light.
lovely lovely.
it's so LIKE ME to eat, and be unglam.YUCKS.
love love love, tong and 4/7.
Friday, April 13, 2007
The book of loss.
M.A.C is with BARBIE.
thursday was spent with the two most wonderful ladies. i missed all the times we ever had, im saying this truthfully. i have no photos to prove (well, i can always plagerise, from charissa's blog), but yes, it was from the heart. everything was so real. we planned for a beautiful picnic under the sun, complete with great home-made food. all the silly laughters in mac, complete with food and drinks. a part of me cant believe we've been thur year 1 together, a bigger part cant believe we're gonna be separated. but before i go on and on, i gonna make it clear, im OVER the class thingy. right now, i cant wait for her party, like honestly. i cant wait to see charissa get dead drunk, and laugh at her when she comes hugging me real hard.HAHA! im guessing she'll create a scene. she'll be so laugh-fable i guess, well, the birthday day girls's gonna act like one! get it going girl!
.................
i had the most endearing day out with kang pei rong, spelling her name out pinches my heart a lil bit.
She told me ' how i wish u were in AC with me, i told u to join me, why dont want?'. i smiled it off and told her mass comm is the right place for me. out chat revolved about GUYS and more GUYS, about the experiences (not that i remember) in an all girls' school, being conservative, being 'unofficial buddist', being very much in need of each other.
much heart-to-heart topics.
3 months gel-ed us together like sisters, how many more years have we got down the road? yes, i wish i could split myself up, being her class mate is really blissful.
she is the girl i can talk to MINUS bitching, i swear i din bitch, for so long, finally.
there's this inner me that is dying to reach out for the surface. i feel that my life is rotting away somehow, i dont know izit from the holidays or the lifestyle. but pei rong refreshes me, her point of view refreshes me.
she's not complicated, she's pure. too pure for reality, but a relief for me.
she has become this centre of attraction for me, it keeps me rooted, just the thought of having her around, seems to purify things so much.
i've felt alot in 2 hours, she makes me crave for Junior College.
library refreshes my soul, so does pei rong.
Thursday, April 12, 2007
QUEEN.
the mood is never ending happiness, i dont wanna go to sleep.
i got my HIGH-WAIST SHORTS!!!!
i cant believe it, it was ON SALE!
can i be the high waist girl? oh please please please.
im so happy i could suffocate.(YES, not hyper ventilate, but suffocate.)
essays are only half done, nearly half.
high waist is QUEEN.
PS: i cant wait for charis's birthday party!
i got my HIGH-WAIST SHORTS!!!!
i cant believe it, it was ON SALE!
can i be the high waist girl? oh please please please.
im so happy i could suffocate.(YES, not hyper ventilate, but suffocate.)
essays are only half done, nearly half.
high waist is QUEEN.
PS: i cant wait for charis's birthday party!
Thursday, April 05, 2007
FYI
i tend to savour the happpy moments and leave all the sad ones written all over the blog.
but today was better then the rest if the days.
i had time to catch up with a kin,
to shop,
and basically be doing something that does not involve the use of the media(or my brain).
BUY of the day: vintage watch bargained till 6 bucks.
that alone is enough to leave me jumping forr joy for the next 3 days.
i think the shoe fetish is moving on, and the next wave is gonna be watches.
LOLS.
but today was better then the rest if the days.
i had time to catch up with a kin,
to shop,
and basically be doing something that does not involve the use of the media(or my brain).
BUY of the day: vintage watch bargained till 6 bucks.
that alone is enough to leave me jumping forr joy for the next 3 days.
i think the shoe fetish is moving on, and the next wave is gonna be watches.
LOLS.
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Hi, i heard ur single again.
He is single again, and still looking good.
i wonder if she ditched him, i wonder if she hurted him, i wish she did.
i'll never see him again, and now that im 10 kg heavier,
all he would do is prolly laugh at me.(if i did see him again, which i'll love to.)
for the last 3 years, he has been attached to that pathetic skinny looking thing.
good that its over for him.
i wish i were the one with him instead, all the time.
all 3 years.
mayb i woulden have gotten fat.
he needs hair tat is a lil bit longer, he needs to keep it black.
and he needs to stay single.
3 years, i still haven got the guts to chat with him in the face.
3 bloody long years, should have taken him when i had the chance.
love, ever-deprived tong.
i wonder if she ditched him, i wonder if she hurted him, i wish she did.
i'll never see him again, and now that im 10 kg heavier,
all he would do is prolly laugh at me.(if i did see him again, which i'll love to.)
for the last 3 years, he has been attached to that pathetic skinny looking thing.
good that its over for him.
i wish i were the one with him instead, all the time.
all 3 years.
mayb i woulden have gotten fat.
he needs hair tat is a lil bit longer, he needs to keep it black.
and he needs to stay single.
3 years, i still haven got the guts to chat with him in the face.
3 bloody long years, should have taken him when i had the chance.
love, ever-deprived tong.
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
Start eating!
i must have did a flip, and blood came rushing into the wrong side of my brain.
cause i went to queue for donuts from 'donut factory', yea, the 2 hour queue. yea, nuts i know.
i din even have the appetite to drown the donuts, i merely brought them home and kept them in the fridge.
what a waste i know, after 2 and a half hours of Q-ing, what a waste.
but as rocky as life is now, food is hardly priority. im eating cause it helps to bite into more time, it helps time pass quickly.
it helps to find something to do in the next hour.
and that very one donut i ate, i asked myself why i went to Queue. its just a bloody donut, i din even draw inspiration when i ate it. but i guessed i've spend so much of my time doing useless things like watching TV, so i might as well be out and doing abit of standing.
anyway, i spend up to 1 and a half hours waiting for PEOPLE sometimes, and food is so more adorable than people, people only apologise for being late, food surrender themself to you.get the idea?
the variety of donuts at the 'DONUT FACTORY', however, did blow me away for awhile. i actually panicked when it got to my turn to choose donuts. Luckily for me, it was a ' No milk chocolate, all for white chocolate and cheese flavours' kinda theory.
the donut (i only ate one out of my 12 so far.) was fluffy, like really fluffy and light. so its okay for you to chew up to 4 at a go, IF u have a sweet tooth. i have a sweet tooth, but u also need MOOD to devour donut, so here goes, eat it with a love one. its easier. and if u can afford to,go queue for it with a love one, its helps to lessen the boredem and grows love. cause its a bloody long wait. but yes, these donuts are worth a try.
the next time i buy them however, is when the HYPE is over and i no longer have to queue for it.
or u could send a box of 12 to my humble abode, its choa chu kang ave 4.HAHA.
i really lost my sense of humour.
love love love,
tong.
ciao.
cause i went to queue for donuts from 'donut factory', yea, the 2 hour queue. yea, nuts i know.
i din even have the appetite to drown the donuts, i merely brought them home and kept them in the fridge.
what a waste i know, after 2 and a half hours of Q-ing, what a waste.
but as rocky as life is now, food is hardly priority. im eating cause it helps to bite into more time, it helps time pass quickly.
it helps to find something to do in the next hour.
and that very one donut i ate, i asked myself why i went to Queue. its just a bloody donut, i din even draw inspiration when i ate it. but i guessed i've spend so much of my time doing useless things like watching TV, so i might as well be out and doing abit of standing.
anyway, i spend up to 1 and a half hours waiting for PEOPLE sometimes, and food is so more adorable than people, people only apologise for being late, food surrender themself to you.get the idea?
the variety of donuts at the 'DONUT FACTORY', however, did blow me away for awhile. i actually panicked when it got to my turn to choose donuts. Luckily for me, it was a ' No milk chocolate, all for white chocolate and cheese flavours' kinda theory.
the donut (i only ate one out of my 12 so far.) was fluffy, like really fluffy and light. so its okay for you to chew up to 4 at a go, IF u have a sweet tooth. i have a sweet tooth, but u also need MOOD to devour donut, so here goes, eat it with a love one. its easier. and if u can afford to,go queue for it with a love one, its helps to lessen the boredem and grows love. cause its a bloody long wait. but yes, these donuts are worth a try.
the next time i buy them however, is when the HYPE is over and i no longer have to queue for it.
or u could send a box of 12 to my humble abode, its choa chu kang ave 4.HAHA.
i really lost my sense of humour.
love love love,
tong.
ciao.
Monday, April 02, 2007
BIG fuck.
Dear Tong,
i heard all about it. they say today is the worst day ever(of your life of course, not MINE!), but dont worry, i'll give my utmost in making you feel better about yourself and your new class. After all, a bad class, how do u define one? and worst to worst, it will only mean not so good grades. Dont start on the self-fulfilling propecy now my dear, keep a positive mindset and things will be smooth, if not, go ahead and jump down from ur room's window.(you live on the 12th story don't u?)
and boy oh boy, haven heard of any cute guys in your class, (you can jolly well go fulfill the 3-year-spinster project huh?). sounds good, they dont know what they are missing out on. and your new hide-out can be the toilet, i heard ur friend is gonna meet you there. It really helps when u have GREAT friends from your year 1 class that is following you to ur new found class eh? i mean, they are special, like unique , how abt weird? well, but i like them (dont u?) they have that kind of hidden humour within them, they like to wrap arms with u, and even praise themselves when they're talking to u. aint that kinda confidence and itmacy cool? i bet u long for a continuation in year 2.
i reckon it all sounds pretty positive for u.
do have fun in year two.
oh, it helps when the work load is getting 5 times worst.
ciao!
oh, send my love to ur new mates.
i heard all about it. they say today is the worst day ever(of your life of course, not MINE!), but dont worry, i'll give my utmost in making you feel better about yourself and your new class. After all, a bad class, how do u define one? and worst to worst, it will only mean not so good grades. Dont start on the self-fulfilling propecy now my dear, keep a positive mindset and things will be smooth, if not, go ahead and jump down from ur room's window.(you live on the 12th story don't u?)
and boy oh boy, haven heard of any cute guys in your class, (you can jolly well go fulfill the 3-year-spinster project huh?). sounds good, they dont know what they are missing out on. and your new hide-out can be the toilet, i heard ur friend is gonna meet you there. It really helps when u have GREAT friends from your year 1 class that is following you to ur new found class eh? i mean, they are special, like unique , how abt weird? well, but i like them (dont u?) they have that kind of hidden humour within them, they like to wrap arms with u, and even praise themselves when they're talking to u. aint that kinda confidence and itmacy cool? i bet u long for a continuation in year 2.
i reckon it all sounds pretty positive for u.
do have fun in year two.
oh, it helps when the work load is getting 5 times worst.
ciao!
oh, send my love to ur new mates.
panda eyes and legs.
black vest
slippers
random tops x many
im kinda in a ' i need to buy random stuffs mood'.
long forgotten CDs, Books, ...
im not giving NTUC a miss either, its a chance to stock up.
but its better to save some money to develope the pictures.
i need to watch more lovey dovey dramas,
i like to be stuck watching them.
its easier then being out of love.
wait for me TOWN.
slippers
random tops x many
im kinda in a ' i need to buy random stuffs mood'.
long forgotten CDs, Books, ...
im not giving NTUC a miss either, its a chance to stock up.
but its better to save some money to develope the pictures.
i need to watch more lovey dovey dramas,
i like to be stuck watching them.
its easier then being out of love.
wait for me TOWN.
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