back from west malaysia trip liao.

today went for vesak day praying.
note: praying is never fun if somebody sticks a burning joss stick into your arm. especially if that person is your sister.

nth much to blog larr. west malaysia trip was fun. though the homework spoilt it all. apparently, the bus trips were more fun than the actual visits themselves. what with everyone singing badly and loudly. and with PERVERTS looking at underwears. i would like to substantiate my above point by quoting an example:

KH: " oi ! yappidy schwein! go discipline ur wife from S.E. ! she turn into pervert and look at ppl underwear!

Yappidy: "orh. i teach her to do that one"

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as may be seen from the above example, there is perfect co-ordination between the S.E. and N.P couple, with each covering the other's arse.!

tt shld be all,
note to guys of 2E:
we cant offend our Da4 Sao3, later yappidy go mad n study even harder. den we die liao.

alle heil der Yappidy und Tico/Sicko/Pico/Icole



pls dont attack me. yap :D

i can't bring myself to hate you.though i pretty much want to.

i can't hate you. not anyone. i just only feel disappointed and sad. why? cos i cant.

i said i'll wait for your answer, and that's what i'll do. i will wait. and wait and wait. why? bcos i beleive that onedayy i can succeed. maybe i would. maybe i would not. i depends on you. though i don't know what made u pop up wif that qns, i feel that ur upset over something. inside. that makes me upset too. dont you know?. everyday, on the bus, on the train, when i have nothing to do, i wonder to myself if i had made the right choice, i feel tired, very tired and weary.but for no reason, i always still have this little sense of hope, of a chance, you become a sort of motivation for me, a sort of way for me to become happy, you can make me forget the stress, (and sometimes my homework too). . there are people that care about you, they want to be with you, they want to help you.

i dont know what was going through your mind, neither do i know what is going thru yours now. maybe it was impulse? i dont know. maybe you had really thought it thru? i dont know either. all i can do is to wait for an answer. probably one that will never come.

everyday u are protected by those bodyguards of urs which surround you, who make me feel isolated, it isnt fun to sms sumone who stands just 10 metres away.

you give me hope. you create suspense. you give me joy. but with it sadness.

what are you?
what am i to you?

that i dont know. but sometimes my heart really aches.

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"reach out and touch someone"

giv me one reason to attack <97> and he will be gone

<97> is an complete utter mad woman
<97>thinks that adam is gay
<97> is oso known as "N" or "niufen"

<97> takes the bus <97>
guess who is <97>

you very much succeeded. bravo. good job. your plan succeeded.i hate you. does that make you happy? im sure it does. you trying to make me sad? you might have succeeded. but dont forget that im a freaking optimist. probably i hate you now. mayb i'll hate you forever. mayb for just half an hour. maybe for just a moment . or a lifetime. whatever it is. im getting out of your life. im getting out and staying out. all the better for you and me. whats the point of hurting myself again? whats the point in going on somemore just to get hurt?

From this moment on. please. get out of my life. and i will get out of yours. i dont exist to you anymore. i hate you. you dont need to know me. im just nobody. im just a pile of shit. who likes a pile of shit. a pile of shit will forever be a pile of shit. nothing will change that. not even you.

that's all i have to say. just kick this pile of shit away. leave it to rot

.fourth!Romance is the designer.
Inspiration from Exuvalia and mintypeach.