i feel guilty at times, but i think that its unfair for me to shoulder the entire blame. i have not met my bffs in a looooong time.we're all busy with our own schedules and extremely tied down with assignments and shit.

i chanced upon this postcard from someone who asked me to trust him with my inner thoughts.New late night buddies, new gal pals.A whole new world to explore.Sure, new experiences will come.But will these outshine the old ones? Love and understanding have grown for four years.Hard to comprehend why it's all ending.Life goes on they say.

yknow, sometimes i worry for my sanity.but that's a whole other story...

today i plan to stay in and perhaps catch up on a few things, school work and even sleep!& my guess goes to the latter being fulfilled first. eyebags are not pretty, period.

it was good to say it all out, albeit through a deceitful manner.but at least i wont have to feel awkward anymore, i hope.

"Everything"

You're a falling star, you're the get away car.
You're the line in the sand when I go too far.
You're the swimming pool, on an August day.
And you're the perfect thing to say.

And you play it coy, but it's kinda cute.
Ah, when you smile at me you know exactly what you do.
Baby don't pretend, that you don't know it's true.
Cause you can see it when I look at you.

[Chorus:]
And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, you make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.

You're a carousel, you're a wishing well,
And you light me up, when you ring my bell.
You're a mystery, you're from outer space,
You're every minute of my everyday.

And I can't believe, uh that I'm your man,
And I get to kiss you baby just because I can.
Whatever comes our way, ah we'll see it through,
And you know that's what our love can do.

[Chorus:]
And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, you make me sing
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.

So, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
So, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

[Chorus:]
And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, you make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.
You're every song, and I sing along.
'Cause you're my everything.
Yeah, yeah

So, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
So, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

have i mentioned just how much i looooooooooove Buble.

sorry bestie.I knew you were anxiously awaiting my arrival, so much so that you even broadcasted your excitement.ilu many & i'll make it up to you with B&J, promise.

& just when i thought monday crappy enough, hellooo tuesday. as if the world was going to end tomorrow.at least salvage my lunch period, it's the least im asking.

today was awfully draggy.all the stressing over the solution for MI presentation was a complete waste of time.10 mins of lunch and i binged, again, on fatty unhealthy trash.I need to curb my cheesels&pink guava addiction.but i just can't.....they're so baguuus.lit tut was probably the savior.sch ended fuck late with additional econs. thank goodness pw's cancelled, lest my brains would have just die out flat.

i nvr knew the pandora's box analogy could be applicable to so many things.hah!

& i think the pandora's box is better left untouched.for fear of whatever that lies within, oblivion is perhaps bliss.cause i don't want to know what i dont want to know.

i feel so helpless in math.I'm seriously hoping Ili can pull me out from this realm of nothingness.I have never been lost in math! i mean, yeah, my grades aren't fantastic but at least i know shit! im sooo lost.rahhh.

&screw the bloody GC okay.it's such a fuckface.

CHEER UP WORLD, cause that's the best advice i can give you right now.

PRICELESS


'twas nice, the storyline,the sexy french accent the scenery, the designer dresses&shoes&bras!&maybe even the slenge company. i'd pay a dime, for 10 more seconds.

i'd like to... i'd love to...kiss you.

season's ended. omggg my Mons&Weds&Fris are gg to be sooo empty.rahh.im gnna miss the seniors loads and it really is amazing how bonded the team is.we're probably the most undisciplined team in the bloody league, but hey, we're having a blast.with all the spastic, retarded& bodo- with- a- H things we do.& late-night catching and mrt anddddddd all.






have i ever mentioned how i hate the orange jersey cause it makes me look FAT.eurgh.




school term's ending pretty soon.but june's gnna suck cause MYEs are approaching.

rahh we won.but we're still a mile away from even qualifying though.But cmon sr, we can do it.

ive passed all my tests so far, which is a good sign.i think.even though the majority happens to rest on the passing mark.but it's ok.i can do it.

jangan pandan belakang was a serioussss waste of money.ok so maybe it was a little shocking at times, and maybe i did wrap my big red towel over my head and screamed once, but overall i thought it was bullocks cause it had no storyline at all.and the whole ending was so anti-climax.it just ended there.

and everytime when im thinking of something that intrigues me, i always remind myself to blog about it.but thennnnn....i dunno.

This is bad.I have an obsession with this dude.No, serious! Thing is, he shifts blocks for a living.And that's pretty much all he does, really.

BLOCK DUDE.

And I never knew GCs could be this fun.It's gotten to this level where it's beginning to freak myself out.I even googled the solutions because I cannot get this shit out of my mind.And even as I type, my GC's placed rightfully beside me, because now, Im taking a break.

Plus it's not that I have so much free time on my hand, in fact i dont.I have math and econs tutorials and a gp test tmr and I've got to sleep cause im running 2.4 first thing in the morning.

So Im still fascinated by my GC and its cool functions.HA! like the organizer, in which i dutifully stored my house telephone no. and address just in case.hahaha.AND there's some shit stuff in ESPANYOL which is like woah since i loveeeeeee spain.

GC's are the sex.period.

Ahhh stupid stupid math.History, Econs and math tests tmr.how lovely.I suck at APGP so dont come telling me it's easy crap cause it's not, you bodohs.

Else I will push you down and laugh at you loud loud.

And then I punch you, okay? :D

See ytd I planned out my whole itinerary for the hol.Overslept, so screw the whole damn thing.Dad left for jkt so in the end no fam outing.And i was too malas to go to the beach with the rest.So I mugged with pops at compass's starbucks.Or at least tried to.

And then zaki came.I swear he'd just die if not for the girls ard him.

and im still here, on the comp slacking despite a full GP paper to do that's due tmr.