kinda like chris's nick.. coz thats what i sometimes feel. i hate the bitter taste of disappointment.. u can't reallie prevent yourself frm havin high expectations after hearin promises.. so yeahz... sometimes it happens. and u get reallie frustrated coz u have to be understandin and all when all u reallie wan to do is scream and scream and scream. and then.. your heart just cracks.
3 more days to go. its at times like this i just wish tt i was alreadi on tt plane. i guess this is what miss chee was tokin about when she taught us the push and pull factors huh?? thanks for doin such a great job of the "push" part. i made a "pull" factor... took several new books and packed them in the large suitcase. so just itchin to unpack and slowly savour them over in houston.
checked. houston is 13 hours behind singapore time.. so i dun tink i will get to tok to u guys online much.. sorry dears..
to jill: never! ever! when i come bac, we have to go for coffee of somehting so tt i can get my dose of bitchin, gossipin and all.. im gonna miss you bad! without you there, im gonna be lost withuot a tannin/bitching/ gossiping/ laughing partner! *sob*
got meself a nice digital cam.. 4.0 megapixels and 3 x optical zoom for only $355. nikon has a deal now.. pretty good one if u ask me.. so if u are shoppin ard for one now.. here's my recommendation. my dad bought me mum a ishuffle! isnt tt so sweet?? she was lookin at my ipod and was commenting onhow it wud be cool to listen to music while she works too.. and tada! my dad swung by the store to help her buy one! sweet huh?
scrapped off the skin on 3 different parts of the top of my left foot. hurts like bingo and i cant wear any footwear.. when jie applied aloe vera on the wounds.. cried like a baby coz it reallie hurt! i wonder how im gonna drag myself to the holding room on tuesday. oh gosh. speakin of which.. it hurts like fuck now. a stingin pain. on tues.. will be limpin all the way .. gosh manz! tink of all the dry air! die lahz..
oh ya.. on tues.. its at terminal one.. will be there at 11.. to like say 1.. yeahzzz... goshhhhhh
why isnt anyone online??
maybe one day you will look up and ask nobody in particular, isn't there something missing? is there someone missing? and then... my heart would crack again.