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Saturday, March 26, 2005

today woke up at ten to follow my mum go to the posb to replace her posb card.
I seriously think there is something wrong with the way i and her communicate.
It's like she is the love of my life yet..when we both are left alone to talk, we don't know what to talk about but the love is intense. that i know. Yet when i am introduced to any other family, it is like i can become the daughter they wished they had. Even with my real family, it's like i can never be part of the family. i dunnoe. perhaps time will heal all wounds.

Well, after coming home, i slacked on my favourite area in my living room, the sofa for 6 hours. it was sheer bliss i tell you. being able to laze around knowing that nothing's happening fer the say. like you are given rain in the drought then came along big bad Rohani who came to steal the bliss away..FEE FI FO FUM...tsk!

Went to try to go to greenview to try and book rohani's private. but guess what?the person went to sembahyang and never came back or so rohani said.wth. okay, then i told her the alarming fact that today is actually not the last day and she skipped werk cause she was supposed to. we walked around the whole circumference of the school checking out how many gates there are.for the record, there were four.

Went to loyang coffe shop and memories of secondary school came about. whoah..THE ATTACK OF THE PAST..

i have this line that went sent to me by dev..and i found it all so true..
the worst thing in the world is seeing the one you love with the one they love.
you always love the one who leaves you and always leave the one who loves you.
Dev wins the award..ladies and gentleman..please rise!

miss those days..haiz..anyways.
Sam called bib and hani sayang..and me? he called me a hamster..unimportant reality check.