suddenly i've lost all my interest in blogging here. who knows, maybe i'll move permanently to my other sites. till then, sayonara.

sometimes i would like to believe that im born in this world to dance. but then again i keep giving myself 1001 excuses to polish up on my skills. when will i be motivated to dance? like moose, i wish i could do two majors at one time too, major in hotel admin and also major in dance.

my heart is not at ease.

there are times that i miss my peace necklace that i left inside sentosa's toilet the other day while i was bathing after work cause i didnt wanna wet it but right now, i dont think i'll ever miss it again. and im glad that it got replaced with a one-of-a-kind necklace that i've been wearing ever since i got it. but right now, im kinda missing a huggable jacket that has been an asset on my bed. it has been returned to its rightful owner. :/

when i'm tired, i start to type nonsense. on the other hand, its when the hormones take control of me as i keep this raging hormones on their best behaviour this month. as we know, im kinky.

sometimes i question myself and just keep questioning myself.

markers, packet milk, phu chu kang, hot dickies at bazaar, roti kirai, polaroid, webcams, mask and bestie love.

i'll wear the string around my neck everyday

it has been difficult for me to sleep these past few nights. the brain has been thinking alot lately. i hate the feeling of hot and cold. its like one moment you know that someone is yours, definitely yours but the next moment, you feel like he'll be gone in a second. i think the exact answer is i am insecure not with the love or relationship but with myself. sometimes, i feel that i am not worthy enough to be loved. its not me to have exceptionally low confident level but lately, it happens. and when it happens, it felt as if a knife has stabbed through my heart and as much as i want to see the blood to make me feel real, it doesnt. i just need someone to tell me im okay, and that im really okay. its the first day of ramadhan, may this month be a blessing in disguise for me cause i know i've not been an angel the last one.

when the time really comes, i am prepared. forgive those tears that came streaming down my face, i was caught off guard.

lily baby, though you have weird fashion sense here and its obvious that you're high, its okay, i forgive you for your music is sexy and its a-awesome!

pardon me for being self-obsessed lately. but oh wells, at least there's photos rather than plain black and white, yeah? anyway, got myself a new baby today, yet again. not another skateboard though. one day you'll see.

You say it's puppy love
We say it's full grown
Hope that we feel this
Feel this way forever.

Hey there Delilah
You be good and don't you miss me
Two more years and you'll be done with school
And I'll be making history like I do
You'll know it's all because of you
We can do whatever we want to
Hey there Delilah here's to you
This one's for you.

everyday i wake up knowing the fact that you might leave me someday is disheartening. i cant be selfish at this point of time cause it's one of your dreams. as the other half, i'll have to support you. as much as it hurts me, i know it hurts you too. should you pursue you dreams, in years time i'll be done with school and who knows, you might be mine forever. for that, i'll wait for you.

please dont turn into a secophile again.

i've lost weight, and i aint happy at all. 1kg to others is easy to gain, 1kg to me is the hardest to gain.

apart from being a potential MILF, im gonna be a good housewife someday ya'know. apart from the brains i suppose... but i have a long way to go. first i need to know how to cook a rice. (that's why i wanna find a husband who can cook.) depressing much, okay go on laugh at it. thats why sue's laughing at me. hahahaha, desperate housewife much. im off to sweep. -.-"

if my girls imagine me this way, i dont even wanna think how the boys imagined me to be.

there i was staring, and i got myself tearing... for insecurities reason.

this woman over here practically thought that i was kidnapped yesterday night. this is just, let me see, 1/10th of the nonsense i get from her on a random night. anywhoos, i believe that there's a balance of 4/5th of the nonsense i've not been getting. okay make that 3/5th cause ena still give me random videos on fb. so where have the other fractions gone?

i know i dont say it often. and sometimes i may come across that i dont love you, but i do actually. more than anything. sometimes i lie to you big time cause sometimes i wished you were more outgoing, but sometimes im glad that you're just the way you are cause that actually helped me to not be lead astray... although, im half done. nevertheless, i love you mom. i do. you know we dont practice this in our family but deep inside we know we love each other more than anything in the world. just wait for my first 10k and i'll bring you out to anywhere you want momma, cause you're the best! but first i need to grad, find a real god job... or i could always find a rich husband. (: