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April 16, 2007

My first day of school in republic poly.
It was really fun and my classmates are very outspoken.
One or two are too outspoken, in fact.

So today the teacher teamed us randomly.
5 people in a group.
Which includes me,
A guy from vietnam. A gamer.
A lady from China. Very shy.
Ok, so tt makes two people with very different accents.
Which i find interesting.

A girl from s'pore. Very orang puteh-ish.
And a guy, from s'pore.
Um.
yikes.
Two words. Not good.

So everyday each team has to stand infront of the class to do a presentation.
Which is my favourite part.
And we get a daily grade which i hope to get an A. :)
But dream on!
I was always on MSN and tt "spore guy" keeps speaking and insists we have just his ideas, so i actually had nothing much to contribute. hmm.


Anyways.
After school i decided to wait for bf at starbux.
Which he would reach at prolly 7,
And i ended at 4 today.
So i then changed my mind and decided to hang at a friend's place.
While waiting for him.

And he got mad.
I was already very mentally tired and physically exhausted and i don't wish to quarrel.
It was really not a good day for such things.
I was happy the whole day and bam,
In the end my smile only lasted for awhile.


After tt, i went back home.
Wtf.
Woodlands to yishun.
Yishun to woodlands.
Without even getting a glance of my bf.
But it's worth at tt moment i guess, because seeing each other & being tensed, is just..it totally sucks.
It's ok.
I know we're busy with school and stuff now but tt doesn't mean i don't love you, okay?


I kindda miss secondary school.
The happy moments, of course.
Not the O levels part cos tt sucks.
I had to juggle my studies, the ultimate pressure from mom and some serious friendship issues.
Speaking of friendship i haven't got a chance to speak with the biatch yet,
well i dunno when.

Memories. memories. memories.
It's like a hazard for me.


I never thought i always knew i'd look back on my tears and laugh,
But i never knew i'd look back on my laughter and cry.


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