I took down my blog main display photo. Its no longer serves a meaning nor a purpose.

I went through a lot these few months. I'm glad that I have people who were with me all this time.

Now I shall start afresh.

With a new beginning, there is hope.
So... I shall start a new blog!
Much as I love this name, I shall leave it here and maybe delete it...

This blog will no longer be used. (: ------------------


Again, I have felt the feelings.

Just last Friday, I walked out of my first lesson with no one in sight.
No one bothered to wait. To think, I always did. Thanks alot! It made me think.
About my life, my friends, poly.

Now, I just wish my life in poly will be get it over and done with.
I can't wait to start uni or work. I will work triple hard for my results which I want.
I must work hard. I must work hard. I must work hard.
I know I will.

Final Year Project, who's my partner? I doubt the promise that we made will come true.

I feel uncomfortable and non-existence in front of them. I think they want me to feel that way too. ------------------


I was surfing facebook and I wonder why some ppl like to post ugly pictures of me.


I had to remove the tag one by one.
-.-


Please lah! Open your eyes bigger can?! When did I ever post ugly pictures of my friends...
Brainless.


Coming Soon: New Blog Skin. ------------------


I'm at home the whole day cause Julia couldn't meet me..

BUT! its ok Julia! :D Next time you MUST make your day free to go out with me! LOL.


All I did was watched tv, use computer and quarrel..

I don't feel like doing tutorial.
I don't feel like studying.
I don't feel like going school.
I don't feel like doing anything.

Sometimes I wish I am working so no more studying for me.
But I can't. Its just a dream... ------------------


Today, I gave up my seat to an old lady.

I was surprised by her reaction. Her look, her eyes and her smile made me feel that it was all worth it. It was so different from other people.

Her look that was filled with gratitude, made me speechless.
She looked like the Mcdonald grandma except that her hair was short and not in a bun.

Have you ever wonder why sometimes a stranger treats you so much better than how your friends will treat you?

Before she got out of the train, she came to thank me again and she smiled all the way to the escalator.
At that time, I was filled with emotions that could not be described... ------------------


I've been wanted to find someone. Or rather, someone in a book.
Have you heard of "Where's Wally?" or "Where's Waldo?" (as what it is called in US but I prefer Wally, sounds nicer!)

I passed by Popular Bookstore and MPH recently and saw them selling them. Made me miss those times where I bury my head inside the book to find this man who wears red and white stripes long-sleeve tee and round spectacles.




I had the urge to buy all 9 books that time but managed to control my temptation. Its bloody expensive anyway. One for $17.66. 9 books will be over a hundred. -.-

Wally! I like the name, so catchy! :D Sometimes, we not only have to find him, we have to find his uncle, auntie, dog, the villain, his binoculars and many many more! It can be very difficult and there's a high chance you will be giddy since all the characters drawn were so small and difficult to locate.


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For someone whom I treat as a good friend don't talks to me, gives me a feeling that she doesn't want to talk to me, used to ask me whether I want breakfast but no longer does, go places with others without asking me, leave me out during group projects, no longer meets at MRT station, always meet with others when going places except me and doesn't reply to my smses. (a sms is just 5 cents, how expensive can it be?)

Tell me, how should I feel?

Oh! Maybe you can tell me,"Be more magnanimous!" "Forget and don't think about it" "Maybe she doesn't know about your feelings, you should tell her". I will listen but not take the advice. You know why? Said is easier than done.

I'm not having mood swings. I did not change. This is just my reaction.

And its so GREAT to know that people do blame me for that. Giving me those looks. Talk behind my back. Giving me answers with i-am-so-irritated-by-you kind of attitude. Maybe some of you call me a bitch. Maybe some of you doesn't even give a damn about this. Maybe some of you doesn't even know about it.

Ya, from now on, you can leave me out on everything.

And finding out that my good friend has an event from a normal friend is no better either. Excuses I may hear but none will be valid.

Well, it seems like my sisters are not really sisters after all. You can form your own 6 sisters instead. ------------------

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