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smile, even if it's going to be a fake one.
because things will get better somehow.
because the sun still shines for you.
Sunday, April 16, 2006
just now at this fashion shopping. then received val's message calling me to come online. hahas. but i was shopping half way with my mummy. so... sorry val.

saw shuhui tong2 xue2 at this fashion too. hahas. she so pretty.

tomorrow is monday. another stupid school day. i detest school now. i cannot imagine how much i loved school last time. last time i craved for school. i love my friends, i love my work, i love guides. but now. everything changed. maybe thats because i am growing up. and thats what a person must go through. you get tired of the things around you, and you craved for something new and special. i loathe homework. i loathe studying. i am getting sick of sitting by my table everyday to study. i will start vandalising my textbooks, my erasers, my calculator, my hands, and even my legs. all filled with vulgar language. i love vandalising too much. and maybe thats why my mummy and daddy changed my wooden study table to a tempered glass study table. its stronger. and inks will be easier to get rid on glass than on wood. hahas. and guides. i feel lethargic whenever i was informed to attend guides meetings, or trainings. i feel like pon-ing. but i do not have the courage to do so. i am a coward. sometimes i feel it that way. i hate it!

now chatting with joseph on msn. he is so caring. hahas. telling me all the stuffs i want to hear. and consoling me like my mummy. lolls. thank you jo. hope you have a pleasant flight this friday. dont know how will i live without you conforting me. lolls. buy something for me yerhh? bon voyage!

besides jo... my daddy going overseas to work again. he had just returned from that dont know where a few weeks back. and next tuesday he will be leaving for japan again. and he will return next saturday. what the heck. i am a daddy's girl. no daddy, how am i going to strive through... i love you daddy.