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ooh-la-la.
i hasten to laugh at everything
for fear of being obliged to weep
laughters and tears are both reponses
to fustration and exhaustion
laughter gives us distance
it allows us to step back from an event
deal with it and then move on
but i too believe those who don't know
how to weep with their whole heart
don't know how to laugh either.
one of the worse feelings in the entire world is knowing that you arent good enough,
what's even worse is knowing at the same time that you'll never be.
Wednesday, March 16, 2005
this is for my darling denise :
sorry denise darling. i hurt u with those bloody words.
but i got no choice. i have to do it, before u hurt me n urself more.
sorry denise darling. but i assure, this would never ever affect our perfect sisterhood.
i dun mean to hurt u either. im really, really SORRY.
im sucha bitch. i always tell u things tt hurt u. all de time.
im sucha lousy friend. im sucha f*cking sister.
i noe i juz told ya tt bwt us, there's only compromising n accepting.
but, IM SORRY.
was supposed to watch movie wid my s.o.b today after skool.
but seems tt no cinema is welcoming us. all wrong timing.
so headed to bugis. recommended my s.o.b de china ramen.
thank god they liked it. de xiaolongbao n redbean pancake is SO nice. yums.
but as promise, next time is Sakae Sushi.
how touching. we got roses from n for each other.
denise darling got a champagne colored one.
gracey baby got a blue one. oh man, u shld see her smile.
and i got a light purple one. whoa. how cool can we be. hoho.
well, was waiting for grace n denise to finish their lessons b4 we chill.
watched 2 movies in de library. yes, i finally finished Big Fat Liar, after 3 days of borrowing.
and oso Charlie's Angels Full Trottle. its lame, i noe.
oh man, saw a pair of ear-rings in Seiyu. its so tempting. i wanted it so much.
$30 bucks. aww. i really wanted it, but im broke. argh, wth.
benjamin ng han bin, all bcos of ur bday pressie. touched?
to show ur gratitude, u might considering getting tt ear-rings for me eh? arr.
and i swear im going back to Seiyu to get de pink top.
which says, 'i only fall in love with the best'. lol.
oh ya, christina chang called when i was on my way to bugis.
heard tt mrs liu's one year old had some hearing impair and had to go for an operation.
well, chris say de fees was $50k while kailing say its $5m. wat the.
whichever, seems tt mrs liu had difficulties raising tt sum.
so, they are trying to help out, by donating watever we can.
oh well, pretty much tt i wanted to help, im not doing so well either.
but i'll try. afterall, tt used to be my chinese teacher.
and peeps, if u r reading this now, n u happened to be ex-zhenghua or currently zhenghua students.
u might consider helping out too. every cents count. alright, crap.
serious, if all zss fellows wan to help, plz tag!
alright, im done. yawns.
*i wont be alone. || 11:03 PM
she is she, nobody but SHE.
maybelyn.
18 november.
and...
she belongs to nowhere.
she loves...
she wishes for...
she doesnt know, either.
understand;
maybelyn;
speak;
mingle;
reminisce;
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