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
i want you to notice
when i;m not around
because i love thee...
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
come kiss my pain goodbye
recently, i;ve been stoning.everywhere and anywhere i go.i will just sit and stone.mornings are a constant hassel.i leave home walking towards the bus stop like some aimless witch.with only one thing in mind, "will i be late for class?" and constantly looking at my POPART watch.then when i get into the NEL, the thing up in my head is--how the hell am i gonna find a seat so i can read up my notes or simply, to stone or doze off to lala.then during lesson time, i;ll be yawning, looking at my watch, feeling braindead and restless and fidgity or simply sketching or stoning while my ears are at work, paying attention to wadever thats beingsaid--but only 22% of it is absorbed.by lunch time, i;ll feel like dying and going off to eat is sucha pain in the arse.then when lesson ends, i;ll usually be drained.super drained.
and i know cindy and chewy are like pissed and frustrated with me at times esp when we have group meetings after lessons--due to my incapability to absorb or when i list improper pt of views of mine that just wouldnt seem to come out in proper sentences.for that, i seriously apologise.i suppose i havent got adapted to this sorta hectic all-the-way chiong life.yes.i know, i;m doing what i can to work hard baby.and by the time i arrive home, i;m feelin half dead, i guess even starbuck;s green tea frap will no longer perk me up.and now, i sit right in front of the com, dreaming and stoning away when i;m suppose to do my work.oh man.i;m so screwed lah.and then again, the cycles go on and on and on.mommy told me not to be so hard on myself, to learn to relax and not stress myself too much.paps asking me to sleep and dont care so much.oh well..i miss sleep.i;m missing sleep so much, i can hardly breathe.