was working with P just now.
she was talking bout tearing in train and some kind soul out there even offer her tissue.hah, you know, i used to think all these happened only in tv shows.where the female lead cry her heart out and this starnger pass her tissue. usually the person is a guy and yah, some sort of romance happened.it's only until i experienced it last year that i realised actually what's shown on tv shows is actually what actually happens in real life in certain sense.not bout the romance taking place all cause of a tissue, but more to the tearing like shit part on public transport.


actually come to think of it, yours sincerely always laugh at people for being tai-wan. like, counting stars together at the rooftopof some house or beach or getting those couple rings at some pushcart and carve each other's name on it, saying some time later when he's rich, he'llbuy a real ring for her or what. yah. damn tai-wan. and i think it's bullshit anyway. but actually yours sincerely is one who's secretly a taiwan dramaqueen.


cause on that fateful sunday after yours sincerely gave away those darn cookies and boarded that darn 851. i was crying like someone who went bankrupt overnight. who on Earth could imagine that there's some real kind soul out there who's so nice to offer me tissue. but yah, not a guy.it's some auntie who passed me the darn tissue that made me feel worse. but anyway, i didnt have a chance to say thanks to her cause i cant even talk properly. didnt even manage to see her face, if i did, i ought to thank her if i could ever meet her on the street. i remenber her asking me sth like 'xiao mei mei wei se me ku dao ze yang'hah. this sentence made me feel worse. so i keep shaking my head. hah, scally those peeps on board thought it's because i didnt managed to get 5566 signature? yah, especially since she called me xiao mei mei.

the irritating thing is, that stretch of road from lentor to khatib is so fucking long pls. or maybe it's because i was looking out of the window the whole time, so scared that i might bumped into some friends or what. once the bus reached khatib, i ji tao alighted and walk home instead because sq scared of being spotted in an ultra unglam state like that. the damn drama part comes, i was walking towards the yj-path and at the indian temple, it rained.so damn kukumalu. like those typical meteor garden show when shan cai walked out of the house and it rained damn heavily and she cried like mad also.but she's lucky. cause daoming shi came running for her. anyway, talking bout darn cookies, guess i aint gonna eat them just like how i stopped eating mentos kukunehneh months ago. it's damn crazy i know. told you already, sq is tai-wan drama-ma-ma. guess now the trend is korea-shows, i'm a little backward then. hah. anyway cookies are high in sugar content andhence high in calories.



okay, before i carry on, i have to say that this entry aint your usual cock entry from yours sincerely. it's going to be an emo one cause yours sincerely is an emo-queen. she has been emo-ing since dont know when and yet to recover from it. fang wen shan should come and befriend me and maybe he could churn out some drama songs for jay chou.


emo-ing not because of mr -haha-ni de lian you pimple- i guess. more to herself? for being so insane? or is it because she dont know how to let go.crazy it might sound, but she wishes to at least get back to the period of time after prelims. let her experience A levels again. cause i guess she doesn't mind.those days at least she gets breakfast treats once in a while. yah, people will never be contented with what they have. i suppose that's like so damn true.
for the whole of this week, i'm in the mornign shift. i'd rather have the night shift instead. at least i wont have to ren until so xin ku. this is day 3 only andi almost gave in just now. didnt in the end but i guess in a few days time, i'll pick up that phone and let my creativity flows.
i really mean it you know. it's like this cycle that has certain periods at certain point of the year. i remenbered undergoing some emo-roller-coaster-ride andtearing in the wee hours. after which, disaster strike and yah. so if anything disaster is apporaching, better let me face it straight and battle it out. hah. i sounds fimilar. think i heard it from the show, army daze.



i can tell you straight that i'm 100% damn direct with you now. i no longer beat about the bush like what i used to. silly it might sound, but i was hoping that you could be direct with me instead of going round and round the bush. come to think of it, it's a little impossible for that to happened since, hmm. i dont know? dontknow how to really put it down in words.

but yah, bet you readers got bored of this line, i have to say it still, hope can just be hope and if only can only be if only.just like santa who doesn't exist in reality, certain words shouldn't exist in dictionary also. cause its meaning can never really be explained or answered. call me copycat or what, but i really feel sorry is too fuck-ed up a word to even exist. and benefit-of-the-doubt is too cliche to even exist. okay, i might sound harsh in this paragraph, in actual fact im not, im speaking it in that normal tone of mine. oh ya, i like the word fuck though,cause it's really bea-ti-ful. not because the feeling of fucking is nice, yours sincerely didnt try it before anyway. it's just this word that sounds nice in all the sentence. one that u can use when you're happy,angry, sad or whatever. xi, nu, ai, le, in short.



that's too random. yah, i know. i'm just feeling shitty now. yah, i aint alone i know. recently there's so many people feeling the same way as me. daytime save us all, but once the sun goes down and night falls, it killed all of us like mad. the past comes crawling back at you with ak47 up your head.



you see people going around haha and hehe-ing all day long, i do wonder at times what lies beneath all these.this friend of mine was telling me the other day, 'laughter can never be as real as tears'. my initial reaction was 'SIAO'. say this kind of thing for what. however, on my way home, i realise it's really true. people can fake laughter day in day out. but who'll actually fake tears. especially when it comes naturally.anyway, correct me if i'm wrong ah. hah.


oh ya. and damn ironic. people always console others to done think bout it too often and dont feel sad when they know all these is redundant.haha, if that mere three words dont-sad-lah and really make someone dont sad, you wont hear those emo songs on air anymore. maybe it'll be christmas carols orsome chinese new year songs like cai shen dao all year long.


after typing this damn long entry,roxette's It Must Have Been Love is still playing in itunes. suppose it's the 5th time it replays.


-it must have been love but it's over now, it's when the water flows, it's when the wind blows.


typical emo songs. yet way better than those christmas carols i heard at work.just some sad songs to remind me that this year christmas santa aint coming in reindeer with my gift. it's too big to be wrapped up and put in socks. even if it can everbe wrapped up, maybe you'll see a forehead with the hairline that resembles the letter -M-? or is it some hair sticking out like carrick's hairstyle. haha.

oh ya, i dont believe in them anyway, maybe that's why he dont come to me with my gift.

it's late and i bet i'll looks hideous at work tomorrow. yah, what's new? since i've all along been hideous-looking. hah.


-miracles do happen if you believe-
i believed and since lost faith in it.
boy, i've REALLY tried all that i can ; and i really mean it.

was working with P just now.
she was talking bout tearing in train and some kind soul out there even offer her tissue.hah, you know, i used to think all these happened only in tv shows.where the female lead cry her heart out and this starnger pass her tissue. usually the person is a guy and yah, some sort of romance happened.it's only until i experienced it last year that i realised actually what's shown on tv shows is actually what actually happens in real life in certain sense.not bout the romance taking place all cause of a tissue, but more to the tearing like shit part on public transport.


actually come to think of it, yours sincerely always laugh at people for being tai-wan. like, counting stars together at the rooftopof some house or beach or getting those couple rings at some pushcart and carve each other's name on it, saying some time later when he's rich, he'llbuy a real ring for her or what. yah. damn tai-wan. and i think it's bullshit anyway. but actually yours sincerely is one who's secretly a taiwan dramaqueen.


cause on that fateful sunday after yours sincerely gave away those darn cookies and boarded that darn 851. i was crying like someone who went bankrupt overnight. who on Earth could imagine that there's some real kind soul out there who's so nice to offer me tissue. but yah, not a guy.it's some auntie who passed me the darn tissue that made me feel worse. but anyway, i didnt have a chance to say thanks to her cause i cant even talk properly. didnt even manage to see her face, if i did, i ought to thank her if i could ever meet her on the street. i remenber her asking me sth like 'xiao mei mei wei se me ku dao ze yang'hah. this sentence made me feel worse. so i keep shaking my head. hah, scally those peeps on board thought it's because i didnt managed to get 5566 signature? yah, especially since she called me xiao mei mei.

the irritating thing is, that stretch of road from lentor to khatib is so fucking long pls. or maybe it's because i was looking out of the window the whole time, so scared that i might bumped into some friends or what. once the bus reached khatib, i ji tao alighted and walk home instead because sq scared of being spotted in an ultra unglam state like that. the damn drama part comes, i was walking towards the yj-path and at the indian temple, it rained.so damn kukumalu. like those typical meteor garden show when shan cai walked out of the house and it rained damn heavily and she cried like mad also.but she's lucky. cause daoming shi came running for her. anyway, talking bout darn cookies, guess i aint gonna eat them just like how i stopped eating mentos kukunehneh months ago. it's damn crazy i know. told you already, sq is tai-wan drama-ma-ma. guess now the trend is korea-shows, i'm a little backward then. hah. anyway cookies are high in sugar content andhence high in calories.



okay, before i carry on, i have to say that this entry aint your usual cock entry from yours sincerely. it's going to be an emo one cause yours sincerely is an emo-queen. she has been emo-ing since dont know when and yet to recover from it. fang wen shan should come and befriend me and maybe he could churn out some drama songs for jay chou.


emo-ing not because of mr -haha-ni de lian you pimple- i guess. more to herself? for being so insane? or is it because she dont know how to let go.crazy it might sound, but she wishes to at least get back to the period of time after prelims. let her experience A levels again. cause i guess she doesn't mind.those days at least she gets breakfast treats once in a while. yah, people will never be contented with what they have. i suppose that's like so damn true.
for the whole of this week, i'm in the mornign shift. i'd rather have the night shift instead. at least i wont have to ren until so xin ku. this is day 3 only andi almost gave in just now. didnt in the end but i guess in a few days time, i'll pick up that phone and let my creativity flows.
i really mean it you know. it's like this cycle that has certain periods at certain point of the year. i remenbered undergoing some emo-roller-coaster-ride andtearing in the wee hours. after which, disaster strike and yah. so if anything disaster is apporaching, better let me face it straight and battle it out. hah. i sounds fimilar. think i heard it from the show, army daze.



i can tell you straight that i'm 100% damn direct with you now. i no longer beat about the bush like what i used to. silly it might sound, but i was hoping that you could be direct with me instead of going round and round the bush. come to think of it, it's a little impossible for that to happened since, hmm. i dont know? dontknow how to really put it down in words.

but yah, bet you readers got bored of this line, i have to say it still, hope can just be hope and if only can only be if only.just like santa who doesn't exist in reality, certain words shouldn't exist in dictionary also. cause its meaning can never really be explained or answered. call me copycat or what, but i really feel sorry is too fuck-ed up a word to even exist. and benefit-of-the-doubt is too cliche to even exist. okay, i might sound harsh in this paragraph, in actual fact im not, im speaking it in that normal tone of mine. oh ya, i like the word fuck though,cause it's really bea-ti-ful. not because the feeling of fucking is nice, yours sincerely didnt try it before anyway. it's just this word that sounds nice in all the sentence. one that u can use when you're happy,angry, sad or whatever. xi, nu, ai, le, in short.



that's too random. yah, i know. i'm just feeling shitty now. yah, i aint alone i know. recently there's so many people feeling the same way as me. daytime save us all, but once the sun goes down and night falls, it killed all of us like mad. the past comes crawling back at you with ak47 up your head.



you see people going around haha and hehe-ing all day long, i do wonder at times what lies beneath all these.this friend of mine was telling me the other day, 'laughter can never be as real as tears'. my initial reaction was 'SIAO'. say this kind of thing for what. however, on my way home, i realise it's really true. people can fake laughter day in day out. but who'll actually fake tears. especially when it comes naturally.anyway, correct me if i'm wrong ah. hah.


oh ya. and damn ironic. people always console others to done think bout it too often and dont feel sad when they know all these is redundant.haha, if that mere three words dont-sad-lah and really make someone dont sad, you wont hear those emo songs on air anymore. maybe it'll be christmas carols orsome chinese new year songs like cai shen dao all year long.


after typing this damn long entry,roxette's It Must Have Been Love is still playing in itunes. suppose it's the 5th time it replays.


-it must have been love but it's over now, it's when the water flows, it's when the wind blows.


typical emo songs. yet way better than those christmas carols i heard at work.just some sad songs to remind me that this year christmas santa aint coming in reindeer with my gift. it's too big to be wrapped up and put in socks. even if it can everbe wrapped up, maybe you'll see a forehead with the hairline that resembles the letter -M-? or is it some hair sticking out like carrick's hairstyle. haha.

oh ya, i dont believe in them anyway, maybe that's why he dont come to me with my gift.

it's late and i bet i'll looks hideous at work tomorrow. yah, what's new? since i've all along been hideous-looking. hah.


-miracles do happen if you believe-
i believed and since lost faith in it.
boy, i've REALLY tried all that i can ; and i really mean it.