don’t be cool

i’m so sick on this one friend who uses the phrase “fmylife” whenever she tries to describe some omg-this-is-such-a-sad-and-pitiful-situation-for-me kind of incident.

like, ya i know fmylife.com has a lot of cool quotes and i love it to bits, but using it in the real world context only begets one thing: get a grip on yourself. pshh.

whatever. its not even cool trying to enter that phrase into your statements. it turns people off. and you only just dig you own grave all the time anyway, its not like people don’t like you.

you’re totally enjoying yourself over there, people love you and you just want to be greedy and take it all. duh.

your life’s not fucked. you are.

a present from waffles

 

buttons. says (12:17 AM):
*ahhhh i miss melissa already T.T
wanxin says (12:17 AM):
*hahah
*awww
buttons. says (12:18 AM):
*how ah how ah
*didnt get to hug her enough
wanxin says (12:18 AM):
*go find her now. your birthday present
buttons. says (12:18 AM):
*NOOOOO
*is that your present for me?
*”i present to you: melissa”
wanxin says (12:20 AM):
*wahaha
*sounds neat huh
*okay then.
wanxin says (12:21 AM):
*go find her and that’s your present from me!
*=)
buttons. says (12:22 AM):
*.
*DONT YOU HAVE ANYMORE SINCERITY THAN THAT?!
wanxin says (12:23 AM):
*MUACKS
*(K)
buttons. says (12:24 AM):
*(fuck you.)
wanxin says (12:24 AM):
*(shy)
*(don’t want)
buttons. says (12:25 AM):
*(nehmind la. i’ll be gentle. )

 

update

ahh, this is for the people who stalk my blog. well, not really stalk but ya, visit my blog every now and then.

YES i’m still alive and YES i’ve been having a social life. and NO i’ve not found a job. been really tired trying to find jobs and might start employing a recruiter to help me with this.

also, today i managed to get my PDL (yes lahhh) and contacted my car driving instructor. will totally pwn the driving test!

planning a trip in december to melbourne and syndey. because 1) my sister’s graduating, 2) i miss sydney’s butter mussels and lemon. thank you very much kgo. have asked belinda and charmaine along. garnering strength from other people. might also go on a vietnam trip with them as well, since they wanna go buy things look see. :D

k, enough updates. i’m addicted to wow.

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i think i like her

it’s this really weird feeling that’s flying around my head. this anticipation that she’ll be right around the corner. i hunger the humour that cracks me up every so often and her eyes.

oh, her eyes.

i could fall into her eyes forever.

…okay, maybe not forever, but for a very, very long time. :P

i dont know how’s this gonna work out for me. maybe it will. maybe it never will.

but i’m almost certain about this feeling. certain to the extent of me knowing my love for cycling. and i’m almost there.

if only she likes me back. :(

Dragging your shit

This is gonna offend some ppl. So if you know you’re the recipient of this  hate post, then i highly advise you to turn away.

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You know, I’ve been wanting to meet you for so long. Because at one point in my life or another, you were the biggest part of it. Yea, unavoidedly, you still have a place in my heart, does not mean that the moment i see you, you’ll have to jump into the safety of your family.

You ARE my old friend, you ARE my ex-girlfriend, you WERE the love of my life, but that doesn’t mean i’m not over you. if only you could see that life is not always about you, nor your animation, then you could see that people move on, people forget about you after a while.

don’t be such a bitch and say that everything’s the same, because it is not. i’m already seeing other people. all i wanted was to spend some quality time with you. nobody else could make me laugh like you do. nobody else’s company was ever so captivating. but that doesn’t mean i’m gonna swallow you whole when we meet at the theatres today.

seriously, man. think about it.

give me some room. i deserve respect too.

They say…

Time can heal anything.

Even the deepest wounds and the purest of hurt.

Blurs the line and numbs the heart.

But I still can’t deny. That after all these months, after all the things we’ve done in our seperate lives, I still love you. Very much.

I only wish I could forget your passion, the life we shared and the love we had.

Although I know I never will.

Back to black.

Home!

Under 7-day quarantine. Melbourne has reached more than 100 swine flu cases. =/

Anyway, too lazy and tired to upload pictures and blog about my 13-day trip. Will do so next time. :)

Ahhh I miss my Sayonites. It’s good to be back.

toca and zirca

well, lets be honest. i’ve never had such bad hangover for years. or, ever. ugh. it hurted like shit and i felt like my neck was gonna break apart. thank goodness i was allowed to skip work, on the condition that i pack my bags. 

gotta go down to KNA later to get G5 refills for my sis in melb. 

tmr’s my flight, 9.40am, can’t wait to leave this warm country for somewhere bloody cold. then again, i’ve made so many friends these past 2 weeks that i don’t want to leave just yet.

who am i kidding, i’ll only be away for 13 days. -.-

anyway, don’t try to drink beer, voda, baileys, kahlua AND THEN back to beer again.. be prepared to sleep the headache off and puke at least 3 times before your stomache is satisfied with purging those toxins, including the ice lemon tea i drank D; 

manhatten fish market with the grandparents tonight. hope i can ingest more food. queezy tummies.. -pat pat-

 

i’m not a flirt!!

ugh

met my dad’s gf for the first time. its weird seeing how she is around my age.

its just too mental for me to handle. 

unlike what my dad thinks, i dont feel weird that he has a gf. i feel weird that he is dating girls around the age of his daughter. its plain disgusting.

-emos and pukes-

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