bella had a hole in her heart.. a gaping wound....
but it healed afterall... new moon passes for her

but for me... new moon seems to drag on forever....
when will the gaping wound sew shut again..

its july 27 2009. 5:44 am.

i cant slp!!!!
i think coz of the coffee i had earlier on..
wah sian...
later go school become zombie...
must drink loads and loads of coffee...


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i'm really tired physically...
but my mind cannot stop thinking abt things...

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must wear make up to school today.. if not sure look like edward..

i'll never understand why every memory of every little thing always seems to lead to u.
probably still smile at all the tiniest sweet moments that have fought to stay in my mind 50 yrs down the road.
time had passed so quickly..
its alrdy mid july...

whenever i step onto the pending lrt station, i rmb how we tired we were and still kept on a look out for any familiar faces.

everytime i walk down the segar lrt stairs, i rmb how we would spent almost half an hour standing there, so reluctant to part

those emails you sent, be it full of sweet words or just anger, they're all still safe in my inbox

everytime hear about esplanade, u come to mind too.

those things u would say to me... they're all in my head, though i never notice how much i seem to remember about u.

bukit panjang reminds me about u.

my room reminds me of you, where i'd try to hide just to talk to u

midnight reminds me of you, talking to you way into the night, losing slp

my cell reminds me of you, how i wished i'd see ur name on my screen again

my ipod reminds me of u, how u used to play with it.

your friends remind me of u

msn reminds me of u

my music.. hell the bulk of them rings ur name

why do i still care about what you like?

i really am real stupid for daydreaming about you so much.

and disgusted with myself for those recurring dreams of u coming back to me.
would i call it a dream when it all seem like a nightmare that makes me jolt out of slp...

what am i going to do with traces of u everywhere?
how am i even gonna move on at all... when u keep haunting me like that.. its not fair...

wah.. after a few days of chionging my work...
i'm still not finished...
well ytd RHD went for the night festival at SMU. it was pretty good. but not great i guess...
someboday should do sumthing abt the host of the show. the host, a fat lady clad in the 'singapore girl' uniform=no class.

well no offence to SIA stewardess... but i mean.. NO SIA GIRL WEIGHS OVER 60KG right? no matter the height??

her level of linguistic skills were just as baffling.

ok enough bitching.

i'm gg back to work on my stuffs...
bye to anyone who reads this.
may god bless u.
coz i've got flu.

wat the hell am i saying...
bye!

well, i just had my dinner.
hmmm
i was watching the news and there was a guy who thinks sg can make it to the world heritage list.
but what caught my ears. erm yes, EARS. was when they interviewed on indian guy, i think he's a historian or sumthing. he says singapore has 700 yrs of history.
i am really surprised because tat means we are closer to a 1000 yrs than i thought..
which makes us older than the MONA LISA. wow...

but still... how can we compare ourselves to those historical sites who has seen millenias of life and death.....................

i just finished watching koizora.
god...
i cried like crazy....
i feel its a very real movie, done in a very neat fashion. a very simple movie about the complexity of love..
there's no edward or absolute bf. there's only a dying young man who wanted so much to keep his sickness a secret from the love of his life. so overall, the story really is kinda predictable. but well... we all like to listen to the same fairytales over and over again dont we?

but then,
how many times in a person's life does true love happen?
i guess for some, it just doesnt.


love is seriously overrated.