life that is debonair... will it last?
ooh had another wonderful day out with rach.really appreciate her soooo much=) thanks deary.. i lub you;) -grimaces and throws up my supper- (heehee couldn't bear to add in the 'wor'.winks)
after our painful (literally haha..serious damage to thigh muscles) ordeal at amore,we went to meet the girls at siglap yong tau fu!!!!gosh that place's AMAZING,man...... i love it soo much!!haha even after 2yrs,i'm still not sick of it. just imagine that goodness - ahhhh=D haha okie enough pigginess already.it was really lovely catching up. everyone seems to be doing so well and i'm glad.reminiscing jc days also brought back really really hilarious memories haha... yujin,shah, abu... they just totally crack me up.haha esp yujin! ahh what a delightful class we all make up.really blessed to have such an incredible class.
ahh i wanna watch 'the lake house'!!!sandra bullock's such a lovable person and keanu reeves is... welll.... hot stuff!!;) looks like a really sad story,a definite tear-jerker, i guess.the soundtrack rocks=D think it's keane's 'somewhere only we know'. lots of regret and aimless pining going on in the song,i feel. makes me wanna cry for some reason.right, i'm gonna have to break out of this depressing routine. it's boring.and it's weighing me down.
eeks i don't like the way i write.looks pretty forced and somewhat plastic to me. but still, i looovvee writing!!well not literally writing, sometimes. i come up with plots, albeit ridiculous most of the time,and type them out in microsoft.it's really stress-relieving.. and fun too!!!haha i used to really love coming up with all sorts of far-fetched tales of Mr Barnsbury the baker, or Dame Buttercup the kindly old woman who baked cakes and pies for little children. hee that's the result of consuming the whole collection of enid blyton eh..now, i find myself actually sort of weave my feelings into the plots. it's really, really therapeutic. and it's super fun cos i get to stretch my imagination to its fullest.. and beyond!haha disastrous aftermath aside, i really enjoy it..
-yawn- ahh the day's catching up with me,finally. can feel all the lethargy kicking in.sweet, sweet dreams y'all.
She retreated into the garden and sat among the numerous beds of daisies, roses and lavender. She laid her head on her propped knees, a glazed expression etched on her face. Her wild curls framed a sad, crestfallen face, a few loose strands falling over the front of her face.
Her fingers sketched his name lightly in the soft, golden sand on the ground.Then, she gave a deep, low sigh, and tilted her head backwards, taking in the majestic nightsky. It was dotted with twinkling stars, which seemed to be singing and dancing to a silent lullaby for her. She smiled, and with eyes shut, she felt the cool, night breeze on her face. It swept through her hair and she took the wind in, choking back the tears.
Finally, she opened her eyes, and looked straight ahead, gazing at the faraway gates he had walked away from. A violent wave of sorrow crashed furiously into the shore of her memories, and a tear escaped... and rolled slowly down her cheek.
after our painful (literally haha..serious damage to thigh muscles) ordeal at amore,we went to meet the girls at siglap yong tau fu!!!!gosh that place's AMAZING,man...... i love it soo much!!haha even after 2yrs,i'm still not sick of it. just imagine that goodness - ahhhh=D haha okie enough pigginess already.it was really lovely catching up. everyone seems to be doing so well and i'm glad.reminiscing jc days also brought back really really hilarious memories haha... yujin,shah, abu... they just totally crack me up.haha esp yujin! ahh what a delightful class we all make up.really blessed to have such an incredible class.
ahh i wanna watch 'the lake house'!!!sandra bullock's such a lovable person and keanu reeves is... welll.... hot stuff!!;) looks like a really sad story,a definite tear-jerker, i guess.the soundtrack rocks=D think it's keane's 'somewhere only we know'. lots of regret and aimless pining going on in the song,i feel. makes me wanna cry for some reason.right, i'm gonna have to break out of this depressing routine. it's boring.and it's weighing me down.
eeks i don't like the way i write.looks pretty forced and somewhat plastic to me. but still, i looovvee writing!!well not literally writing, sometimes. i come up with plots, albeit ridiculous most of the time,and type them out in microsoft.it's really stress-relieving.. and fun too!!!haha i used to really love coming up with all sorts of far-fetched tales of Mr Barnsbury the baker, or Dame Buttercup the kindly old woman who baked cakes and pies for little children. hee that's the result of consuming the whole collection of enid blyton eh..now, i find myself actually sort of weave my feelings into the plots. it's really, really therapeutic. and it's super fun cos i get to stretch my imagination to its fullest.. and beyond!haha disastrous aftermath aside, i really enjoy it..
-yawn- ahh the day's catching up with me,finally. can feel all the lethargy kicking in.sweet, sweet dreams y'all.
She retreated into the garden and sat among the numerous beds of daisies, roses and lavender. She laid her head on her propped knees, a glazed expression etched on her face. Her wild curls framed a sad, crestfallen face, a few loose strands falling over the front of her face.
Her fingers sketched his name lightly in the soft, golden sand on the ground.Then, she gave a deep, low sigh, and tilted her head backwards, taking in the majestic nightsky. It was dotted with twinkling stars, which seemed to be singing and dancing to a silent lullaby for her. She smiled, and with eyes shut, she felt the cool, night breeze on her face. It swept through her hair and she took the wind in, choking back the tears.
Finally, she opened her eyes, and looked straight ahead, gazing at the faraway gates he had walked away from. A violent wave of sorrow crashed furiously into the shore of her memories, and a tear escaped... and rolled slowly down her cheek.
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