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Tuesday, March 13, 2007

finally, some peace n quiet to update abt these days aft much irritance by my fren who suddenly decided tt 1am in the morning is a gd time to irritate ppl b4 she went for prata.

put aside the slight annoyance, my days have been all bright n sunny aft the emo entry which is nt very long ago to b exact. anyway lishan was right, she doesn't have to worry abt my emo-ism since it leaves at the speed of lightning.

but still, i wld like to extend special thanks to this 1 guy who was with me during the lowest pt of the emo-ism. he just stayed there (in the msn window), nt asking me y when i din wanna say n offering advice when i did.

in many aspects, he's alot like him n i m alot like her. what if, againt the foresight of my pals, we end up like them? it's kinda sad n scary just to think abt it.

nevertheless, it still amazes me the wonders of songs. it made me cry buckets for 2 consecutive days, only to realise tt he cried upon hearing the same song. however, i've surpassed myself n is able to repeat the song w/o feeling too affected.


when will it b ur turn?
(fool, i suggest u dun listen to it.)

which reminds me, there r a couple of reasons for my jovial mood though much goes to my cheerful dispository, it wouldn't have been made possible w/o them.

first up, the spastic.com met up for steamboat. her inclusive, she's like a people magnet with her power to reduce all problems to dust cept for her own. anyway, we had an enjoyable dinner whereby the girls enlightened me on the path i shld take in future, more on tt later.

secondly, i met her again for lunch today to get materials for the big project n to get her to write the card. the card has to b the best present of the lot, there is a wide variety of signatures including his pri sch n fellow springfielder mei ting. (which reminds me, I FORGOT TO ASK ALDRIC TO SIGN THE CARD WHEN I MET HIM TODAY !!! ARGH~)

*laughs* it's quite funny thinking abt fool's reaction when we saw aldric. she was so afraid tt others will mistake us for les. i really can't comprehend ur fear foolish darling, aren't u supposed to b my beloved gf? btw i wanna meet ykw soon, kinda miss her. we shall arrange a day for her to meet zhee loong.

LOL~

thirdly, i met the fool for lunch today too !! cos i couldn't make it for the rest of the week already so i had to squeeze two lunches in a day. lunching with the fool is really a much enjoyed luxury. we wenta marina square's thai express for steamboat (again). though it's only a set for one, it had us both filled to the brim all the way to night time.

still, the kind of cosy feeling u get from lunching do nt just come by with anyone. company may b good, but good company is unbeatable. there's just a sense of laid back knowing between us. mayb tt's wat time do to ppl, aftall 7yrs of frenship is strong, hard n withstanding right? (minor sarcasm intended, i m sorry i just can't help it. tt's wat the no. 7 does to me these days.)

then again, i haven't seen her cry in ages. mayb nt since mrs sim accused them of cheating in sec 2? it's a diff kind of exp when ppl cry under diff circumstances. i cried then cos i was worried, they cos they were angry, now cos she was hurt. c-ing the kind of pain in her eyes, i could feel it emanate from within my own body. somehow it sort of depresses me to c her like tt, wat is a little annoyance compared to loss?

she showed me 4 golden phrases today which i think is v true.

rmb the stone after u throw.
rmb the words after it's said.
rmb the occasion after the loss.
rmb the time after it's gone.

(i can't rmb the exact words but roughly the 1st 2 lines r correct.)

i think it's really worth the name "golden phrases" as it bears the wisdom of truth. just as the chinese say 覆水难收,which means water thrown out can nv b recollected in direct translation.

god, i m being emotional again. but fool, i may nt b the best person to share ur trouble, but i sure m the best choice to bring u laughter.

oh n i think i forgot to mention, today i wenta the fool's hse for the 2nd time in the ages she moved. still miss the goodman rd hse where we spent so much time. still, it's great to c her elder n third sis whom i always greeted as my own n also eugene n amanda who feels v much like my own niece n nephew, esp eugene. nt tt i spend alot of time with them but at the very least, i saw eugene grow up from puny to primary 1 now though he can no longer rmb me.

*laughs* amanda looks totally like eugene when he was little. it reminds me of my own nieces whom i miss so much in m'sia. esp her. i m gonna have tons of daughters in future, just hopefully they turn out a little less bitchy than me. imagine a room full of bitches, i think i'll go crazy then.


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erm alrights, it's getting a little long. i shall proceed to elaborate on my recent enlightenment. i've just realise wat kinda living joke i m to b obsessed with my warrior scorpion when i m too much of a people-person. i feel like some kind of living oxymoron.

wat was i trying to do? i have been too absorbed in the game tt i've forgotten tt happiness is a choice n not anything else.

i've forgotten about the fresh air.
i've forgotten to smell the flowers.
i've forgotten to admire the blooms.
i've forgotten about the consoling nature.

thus, i hereby announce the end of the war which i fanned n started. the result is lose-lose, or u could say win-win. i felt tt i had stood out cos her performance was poor tt day since she couldn't resist being turned off before i could, she couldn't even manage a smile. n she had won cos of unsaid reasons.

that said, u need no longer avoid me. even strangers dun take detours so dun bother. n if u wanna come back here aft this, i welcome u but u may find it boring since there'll no longer b gun powder for u to brew aft this, meaning i will try my best not to mention ur name as much as possible.

lastly, i would like to extend my apologies for the inconvenience caused due to my private entries. the outcome was beyond my expectations though i knew there would b a somewhat similar situation when i started this blog.

i still have no idea how u got this blog add or wat hidden motives u have behind all the things u do. i guess it dun really matter now but if one day u decide to come clean on wat's bugging u, mayb we wld b able to get on just fine. n the girls were right, though i din do anything to deserve the kind of treatment u dispense, this spate of events were still ultimately sparked by me. i was the one who struck the 1st blow.

just like fights whereby the police ignores any past agitation, focusing only on the man who dealt the 1st blow. n i m the man. u get wat i mean?

nonetheless, this is most prob the last entry dedicated to u. n it's only the 3rd, u dun have to guess ard with the other entries since i have plenty of female frens who blog. thus, "her" can refer to a wide array of female counterparts. there's nt only u in my life.

thank you for giving me an insight to the diversification of human nature. however, just a word of advice to u: sincerity goes a thousand miles, hypocrisy stumbles. n once again, my apologies to u.


= THE enD =



(ps, harry potter's finale is gonna b out soon. smell the anticipation.)


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