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a d e : s

the two-zero
issey miyake love


sweetdreams love

words to make me smile
actions that make me happy
thoughts that make me fly up
away into the clear blue sky

ade hearts . goodnights
may all the twinking wonders
of the empty night
keep you safe & sound
till the break of dawn..


this season;s wishlist

black dress
black birks
new tees
levis jeans
new skirt
issey miyake
tanning at sentosa
a trip to the zoo
a trip to the night safari
a trip to mount faber
stars gazing
indulge in dark choc fondue
nua-ing on comfy cushions


mates

cousiee cia <3
andrew yap
andrew
baohui
catherine
chang tat
charmaine
cow
cyber cybertai
derek tudee
fabius
farah
haja
huiling
janson
japo jasmine
justin hohoho
justin jr
justin didi
moreartspace
peiling
steve
ken
lovely lulu
melvin
peow
ray
samantha
shai
shawn
tannia
victor
wazzy
xian zhi
zheng wei
zipedee zisky

Notion

for you

i want you to notice
when i;m not around
because i love thee...
Friday, March 04, 2005

everytime i'm caught up with my projects, i get into a quarrel. a serious quarrel with whom? mum, yes, MY MUM...
sometimes i really dun get wads up her mind.
i didn't laze around...i work and i work hard.
i go thru shit and she nv noes it and she assumes i'm enjoying myself.every nite when i do stuff til the wee hours, she assumes i'm chatting on msn, surfing some yahoo games site and playin thru the whole nite til i'm all exhausted den turn in to bed..
never does she realise that her poor daughter is working. working hard and struggling for survival so dat she never retains...so dat you need not waste so much money on her education.
will she noe that, never, she never understands..

at the end of the semester when i get desperate and strives even harder, trying my best to fight against my exhaustion, panicky nerves and stress, she thinks i deserve them cozzz i've never been keeping up with my work..everytime i try to explain...she would juzz put on a deaf ear...
i know, she's my mum and she deserves respect.and yes, i respect and still love her but please...please listen.please see the pain that i'm goin thru.let me talk.let me explain.let me clarify..

do u wish to only know all my reasons on the very day when i've committed suicide and confirmed dead?will you be only satisfied then?if you want it dat way...den wait on..it might happen one day when i'm really mad...really out of my mind.i'll jump, hear me, i'll jump with my pup.leave tis whole farked up world.

i hate me.i hate life...
just dun talk to me, i need peace
dun irritate me cozzz you'll only make me hate you
and i mean it..i'll hate u~ for as long as u live, i'll hate..
dun piss me off..juzzz shut up
stop thinking, assuming and think you are always darn right-juzzz hear me out..

**i feel better now...feel much better now~ :)


ade:s @ Friday, March 04, 2005