yay! i just bought a pink polo tee!
lurve polo tees!
and yays!! i just ordered my clothes over ebay!!!
and yay yay!!! it's the great singapore sale!
hahahaahas.
//twirls hair

Donkey: Just lie and say that you're wearing lady's underwear.
Pinocchio: Um, Ok. I'm wearing ladies underwear.
[silence]
Shrek: Are you wearing ladies underwear?
Pinocchio: I most certainly am not
[nose extends]
Shrek: Yeah you are.
Pinocchio: No I'm not.
[nose extends]
Shrek: What kind are you wearing?
Gingerbread Man: IT'S A THONG!

(hahahahahahas... my favourite part of de show!
i've gotta watch it again! i don care. lalaala..)

spead the sheep ((:

for some reason, vivis decided to go to sentosa with shihan and i.
and for some other weird reason, sherms, layhorns, szeying, also went to sentosa.
uh-oh.
nus doesn't want me.
where else?

i amazingly cooked up a $100 over handphone bill.
and don't we all know how that came about. heh. fuck.
gotta pay it muahself. what misery.
daddy's abandoning little glory
during this heart-wrenching catastrophe (muahahha)
adieus my friends. i'm keeping my handphone off till the cows come home.
:D

feeling love actually-ish.
gonna watch it again (((:
i wonder if my brother burnt that vcd...hmm hmms..

iyamglory (10:05 PM) :
ahahahs...
i want to eat carrot cake with extra black sauce haha
ChOngMiNg (10:05 PM) :
huh???
iyamglory (10:05 PM) :
ahahhs..
yesss!! i'm craving for carrot cake with extra black sauce..
ChOngMiNg (10:08 PM) :
wat the hell is tat?
is that edible?
iyamglory (10:08 PM) :
chai tao kuayyyyyy!!
ChOngMiNg (10:09 PM) :
oh yah....
ChOngMiNg (10:10 PM) :
i din see the cake..
keep reading carrot with black sauce..
ChOngMiNg (10:10 PM) :
i m like wat the hell.






HAA HAAAH HAAAAA..
marvellous.
some people are just absolutely GOON DOO.
army makes them cock eyed.

i think sometimes in life,
some people should remind themselves that
i'm not theirs.
thus said, yays, i'm going to slp my weekend through.
(((:
lots of jj people at cheeky cheeky today..
and they were cheeky too
haahaahaa
totally not funny...
but i wonder why shihan is laughing as i type..
hurr... the acts of a bimbotic queen. tskkk!
no correction, COW.

last night i dreamt of lionel.
HMMMMMmmmmmm...
i wonder where he is now...
probably in uni? hmm.

who knows what's cooking in the oven at 4.33am on a saturday morning?
hurr hurr.... laa laa laa (((:


i keep feeling that there's something watching me...
paranoia? *gongs*


*DING!!!*
//runs to oven door
hahahaaa

H E A T WA VE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!! !!!
the we ath er is R ev O l ti NG.
andiamgettingveryirritatedwiththeweather,nottomentionmyself.
H U R R...
tonight calls for a very very very long run...
without my receiver this time, many thanks to our dearest Mr. Foo.
and there are days where I WANT TO EAT PRATA
and i realise that there's no prata stall within 200m radius.
WO NDE R F U L.
and ngchongming i demand a Repl y to My S M S!!! heeheee...
QUOTE FOR THE DAY:
eat and grow fat.
nice to poke, nice to hug
have you done it yet?
muahahahhahahahs.....
and yes NGCHONGMING REPLY!! REPlyyyyy sillydums... REPLLLYYY!!!
((((((((:

feeling kinda lost, kinda confused, kinda empty.
i hate the fact that i cannot lie.
i also hate the fact that i cannot keep my feelings and emotions to myself.
i am not as emotional as people think me to be. i choose to be emotional at times. but i can still control myself. it's only a matter of when i choose to let my head take control of situations.
i hate the fact that my honesty has hurt someone else. (thus over here, head has made a mistake)
sometimes it doesn't kill to tell a white lie.
maybe some things are better left unsaid.
sometimes i shouldn't be true to myself. (this time round, heart has made a mistake)
sometimes i should be less selfish and care more about the people who love me.
both my heart and my head failed me when i most needed them.
blessed is he whose heart and head doesn't fail him when he needs them.
yank my heart out of it's place,
cut my brain out as well.
let them throb together on the table top and run dry.
wouldn't that be a beautiful sight.
blatant gore. marvellous.


i wish i could turn back time,
go back to those J1 days, where i kept things to myself.

watched Troy and Van Helsing over the weekend.
Troy was wonderful. i loved the ancient cities and clothing.
Van Helsing. one word, spectacular. and wooo..pretty girls pretty girls. even at her death bed, or couch for that matter, anna looked beautifully sexayyy. *drools*
hmmmmms..
mini schnauzer puppy at jurong point's pet station costs $1400.
maybe i shldn't be eye-ing for small little puppies ey?
but it's so cute... love that pretty face.. Woof!

sheesh i feel like runnin away again.
it really isn't gonna go anywhere.
-pokes myself-
stop thinking u stupid head!

hmmmm... opened the mailbox today and guess what i found...? it's a letter a letter! and hohoho.. guess who's it from?? *winks winks* hee i like nice surprises and this is surely a pleasant surprise... ironic thing's that it kinda makes me wanna cry as well... oh sheesh... sometimes in life....and what does the letter say?? what does it say what does it say? why do people continue being so nice to me? i just don't understand.....mind's swirling left right up down twirl twirl around...round and round like a merry-go-round... twirl twirl... gonna have many many things to think about today... and just one month ago i was in town watching a movie.. ho.. and who's that lucky boy.. i wonder who.. heh.. so many things can happen in one month... swish swoosh up down and roundabout like a rollercoaster ride..




and i wished the cab ride would never end

kee kee kee. (((:
*evil laughter*


yays, jj rugby won hc rugby!
this batch of rugby boys are cute.
hurr.


yup yup mother's day today..
supposed to go out to eat at 2pm? and now my brother changes it to evening.
damnit. i could've gone along with my plans.

he looked at the mimosa plant, so pretty and gentle.
but he never ever touched it.
he stared at it everyday.
Soon, he fell in love with the mimosa plant.
one day, he decided to pick the mimosa plant up,
to bring it home, love it, and care for it.
but when his fingers brushed across it's leaves,
it closed up.
and it's thorns pricked him and made him bleed.
it hurt.
he looked at the plant with tears in his eyes.
"why didn't you tell me from the very start not to get close to you?
why didn't you give me any warning at all?"
the mimosa plant looked on.
and when he turned around to walk away,
he thought he heard it say,
"i am but a touch-me-not"
and the mimosa plant looked on.
inside it was hurting.

and thus is the story of the mimosa plant.

feeling so cold, so empty.
nothing left but a hollow vacuum and the deafening silence,
and a suffocated heart.
my eyes are puffy, and i'm suffering from a vigourously throbbing head.
i'm half dead from the pain in my heart.


and if i feel this bad, you must feel a thousand times worse.
sorry. i really am.






//who will dry these tears?

and for one last time,
i love you,
Dear.

i've got a new eye candy!
new pretty boy!
he's super handsome, stunning, charming.
cute, bright, innocent!
he's muhammad hakimul arif!
hakim stands for the judge in court.
arif means intelligent!
MUHAMMAD HAKIMUL ARIF!
*gushes*
















































actually it's just ezdi's primary four brother.
((((:

my brother and his girlfriend are into an online business..
they've got nice stuffs up there...
so do take a look ya!
click here---->nice stuffie

okay let's see what we've bought this year.
1.pink roxy tote bag.
2.muji tote bag.
3.adidas gym bag.
4.espirit tote bag.
5.sony headphones.
6.x japan cd.
7.toshiba tv.
8.x box.
9,10.xbox games: lord of the rings, need for speed underground.
11.aztec brown bikini
12.green reef flip flops
13.tracce heels
14.butterfly heels
15.glow in the dark wrist rest
16.tanning oil spf 4
17.black triangle earrings
18.white sundress
19.light blue sundress
20.white long skirt
21.blue fashion lab top
22.white stripey top
23.green top
24.white + blue nike shirt
25.little shoe shoe nike shirt
26.pink nike shirt
27.blue reebok shorts
28,29,30. 3 pink books
31.one white book
32.levi's 593 jeans
33.b.u.m 3/4 jeans
34.white ulca top
35.black circa top
36.black pepper plus top
37.black wacoal bra
38.pink waterbottle
39.white + pink 37degree top
40.shades
41.cat wallet
42.brown sandals
43. blakc nail polish
44. white nail polish
45. purpur nail polish
46. brownish red nail polish
47. purpur eye shadow
48. pink+blue eyeshadow
49.yummy lip gloss
50.glittery lip gloss
51.body shop strawberry scrub
52. loofah
53545555657585960 i can't remember everything.
and the 453409127843th time i take cab...
andthat's where all my money goes to.
haa.

i keep dreaming today.
four dreams in a single day.
one nightmare, one fall, two weird dreams.
i'm confused.
would you chose to persue something which may have no future?
or would you let it go right now?
because i see no future...


running a fever..
sick leave tomorrow.
screw the meeting.
i feel awful

run?
anyone?
or me myself and i again?
*pouts*

thoughts.
thoughts.
thoughts.
thoughts.
thoughts.
thoughts.
thoughts.

i wish i could blog about my day.
but everything's coming out in incoherent sentances.
blame it on me, you, him, her, your grandpa, grandma, great grand auntie,
even your dead poodle, puppy, pug, parrot.
and i'm quite sure i didn't even spell sentances correctly.
i'm partially insane and the one who keeps me sane is
stuck somewhere within the grounds of tekong.
and no, the run this morning was not enough
i'm going to run again tonight
hopefully this time i wouldn't be running with the rain chasing me from behind.
clouds should just stop moving and give me a little break
whazzat called? cumolonimbus clouds?
i'm infuriated and i've got to let out some steam.
even clouds can cry so why can't i?
quinnnnnnnnnnnnn i want to whineeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
*grumbles grumbles*

deleted from icq.
deleted from msn.
deleted from friendster.
deleted from handphone.
two more things and then i'm done.
delete from heart.
delete from mind.




Call you up in the middle of the night
Like a firefly without a light
You were there like a blowtorch burning
I was a key that could use a little turning

So tired that I couldn't even sleep
So many secrets I couldn't keep
I promised myself I wouldn't weep
One more promise I couldn't keep

It seems no one can help me now,
I'm in too deep; there's no way out
This time I have really led myself astray

Runaway train, never going back
Wrong way on a one-way track
Seems like I should be getting somewhere
Somehow I'm neither here nor there

Can you help me remember how to smile?
Make it somehow all seem worthwhile
How on earth did I get so jaded?
Life's mystery seems so faded

I can go where no one else can go
I know what no one else knows
Here I am just a-drownin' in the rain
With a ticket for a runaway train

And everything seems cut and dried,
Day and night, earth and sky,
Somehow I just don't believe it

Runaway train, never going back
Wrong way on a one-way track
Seems like I should be getting somewhere
Somehow I'm neither here nor there

Bought a ticket for a runaway train
Like a madman laughing at the rain
A little out of touch, a little insane
It's just easier than dealing with the pain

Runaway train, never going back
Wrong way on a one-way track
Seems like I should be getting somewhere
Somehow I'm neither here nor there

Runaway train, never coming back
Runaway train, tearing up the track
Runaway train, burning in my veins
I run away but it always seems the same

is this how it's going to end?
you and me? our friendship, any more, any less?
i don't know where it's heading.
empty promises empty words.
driving me mad. almost insane.
all those tears.
and now i've got no more tears left.
my heart's sad.
it's hard to let you go.
promised i'd never let you go.
but i guess sometimes promises have to be broken.
it's either my smiles or you.
maybe i'm selfish.
but this time i'm giving you up.
i'm tired.
i want to smile again, as i've been for the past 23 days.
i still want to hold on to this friendship.
give me a reason to hold on.
tell me to stay. again.
i'm begging you please.

oooo my pretty balloon boy is selling tickets at GV Jurong Point! *bounces bounces*
dazzling eyes... nice tan... nice hair... gorgeous.. just gorgeous... CHARMING.
he's a superstar!!!!!!! hahahahas..
dear's a superDUPERstar!


dawn of the dead is boring.
no plot. no substance. repetitive gore. no suspense. no tension.
just red paint and more red paint (okay BLOOD as it's supposed to be),
decayed teeth,
retarded walking,
reckless insane dashing zombies,
yellowish-green faces.
dawn of the dead receives zero cookie points!
okay 1/2 a cookie point for effort...for the director Zack Snyder...muahhaa.


children's songs are getting suggestive...
"shirley camel has two humps....
ride on, ride on"
what happened to all the smurfs, carebears, sesame street and gummibears?


i'm down to my last $8.20
*sniffles*