EmoMomo owns you (:

You

Sexy

Thing

I looked through my contact list.
Only to close it.
Sigh.

Assumptions.
Though the video be abit crude.


but still.
don't we all assume things?
well, it always ends in a bad way.
or... a good laugh at least.

f.
and i thought you had tact.
dammit.
who can i trust.

I wonder.

Math lessons

(Plugs in my handphone charger. Ms Chong walks over.)

Me: Ms Chong, careful ar. My handphone-charger's wire.

Ms Chong: Wah, why so concern for me? Showing care and concern won't help you get out of not finishing your homework.

(looks at her with a straight face.)

Me: Err... no. I'm scared my handphone drops.

Updwate.

Ole:

2W 0D 0L

(:
keep it up.

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Simple thoughts over the week:

-If you love something do something about it.

-Homework, tough as it is (okay, maybe im just being lazy...), can actually bring about a sense of satisfaction upon completion.

-Time to bring back the ol' movement from 2007. seriously.

-tumblr is a growing trend.

-I have yet to start revising.

-Clinging on to something that cannot give you what you seek is just, stupid. and retarded.

-Floorball passion +1

-Dog tired. much.

-Not what you remember, but what you forget.
-Not how high you climb, but how low you bow.

We're in 2010. damn.

hello readers.

moody? hardly, my dear.
Is staring into absolute blank space a crime?
Geez.
The things y'all assume.
Butterflies do have scary patterns,
but they are just... butterflies afterall.



Arg.
School's been a bother this week.
Tests, tests and more tests.
Damn.
Despite all these though,
I am coping well.
Somehow.
Okay, except for that chem test.


Blah blah blah.
Im fluffed.
(:

Training today.
Div 4 match on Sunday.
Training on Monday.
Training at least three times a week these few months.

Die.

Half of me wants to do this.
Half of me just wants to slack.

:/

So damned draining.
Sigh.

I had no idea that such great impact had been made.
I lied.
I didn't want anyone to know.
But not for reasons you thought.
Rather, I wanted to kill those feelings.

And I'm sorry.
I know it has been more than half a year already.
But I...

No. No more Is.

Its you.
Its us.

There were misunderstandings between us.
The day that you told us on the train,
I had haboured feelings before.

I felt obliged.
You were and are a good person.
I'd thought i got it in control.
I thought.

But winds blew in the opposite direction.
And things started to go,
downhill.

I am very thankful for 19th may.
Where everything just.
stopped.
Or, for me at least.
I only hope it was the same for you.

Once again,
I am truly sorry.