Just how much, how much do I love you?
In the beginning, I wanted to change you, but instead I changed.
I don't even recognise who I was before I was with you.
I don't know anything. I just wanted to be with you.
Yet, you don't even tried to pull me back.
I am no longer your priority.
You are still mine.
Do you still want me back?
I remembered every single things you said.
I don't feel like you've let me down, but instead very miserable.
Miserable of saying what I've said, wanting you to tell me that you don't wish to hear that.
Just have to say that, and I'm all yours.
Yet, you just cruelly let me suffer.
In such a pain.
Clearly, you don't really bother any more don't you.
I don't know what I'll do.
And I don't know what I should do.

Girls out there, here's your answer to all the mysteries of man! 

1. Why he love Oral Sex?

Men don't just love oral because it feels good but in fact, they love it because it makes them feel accepted. It is a huge turn-on for them when their companion goes down on them. Men are visual creatures, so position where they can see you. 

2. Why he gets tongue-tied saying "I love you"

When he gets choke on his words, it doesn't mean that he doesn't love you. Men have difficulty making the right brain talk to the left brain so that they can access emotion and language simultaneously. That's why for a lot of men, it is difficult for them to verbalize their their love in a manner that does not feel forced or phony. However, they show their affection through other means, when he cook for you or gives you a massage. 

3. Why doesn't he just listen?

If you call a friend and say, "I'm having a crappy day," she'll put everything on hold and ask, "Are you okay?" Your partner, on the other hand, hears your complaints and tries to explain why it isn't so bad.

There is a difference between how men and women process stress.

Women will instinctively talk in order to feel better, while men are more likely to focus on the problem and try to fix the problem. Which explains why a listening ear does not come automatically to men.

4. Why he keeps checking out other women

If a man have wandering eyes, it doesn't mean that he does not love his partner, but it is his biology at work.

Men's brain are wired to look at female shapes and is why erotic images appeal to them so much. In addition, the poor guys lacks of the peripheral vision, thus tends to turn their heads to look.

Now you have your answer solved, it is just their biology pattern to have weird habits. *perspective of a girl! :)

Topic of the day: Cocky People 

Tiring day today!

After abandoning the idea of having new extensions, I went to Causeway Point with my boyfriend to study.

Due to a packed Starbucks, I went to a restaurant at the ground floor to study, and just beside me sat two young males, perhaps in their twenties? Which I guessed from their apparently loud conversation that they were students of SIM. Well, I don't exactly discriminate people who used crude languages but I'd not encourage to actually speak in these languages in public.

Enough of moral education, back to the subject.

These two young guy sat in a manner as if they were rich kids, well perhaps they are.

I would like to emphasize that I wasn't eavesdropping, because they were loud.

And the thing that turn me off is that they were both speaking in a manner like they were bosses of companies or something, which they apparently are not.

They were both showing off to each other how wealthy and capable they are.

One of the conversation they exchanged was:

Man A: "Hey you know the xx Company? The profit they earn is like $16 million dollars!"

Man B: "Huh? You mean annually?"

Man A: "Eh, ya."

Man B: "Not a lot what. Big deal." (continue eating)

Man A: "Oh is it." (embarrassed)

*A relatively awkward silence followed*

But what I don't understand is that why bother discussing such issues and showing off when you guys are still students? I mean, don't have to put friends down this way right.

After awhile they left and I swore that I felt that the air there was clearer.

I'm still mugging pitifully. Wish me luck, don't fall sick. 

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pul⋅chri⋅tude

–noun

physical beauty; comeliness. Origin:  1350–1400; ME < class="ital-inline" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: inline; font-style: italic; ">pulchritūdō beauty, equiv. to pulchri- (comb. form of pulcher beautiful) + -tūdō -tude  Synonyms: loveliness, beauteousness, fairness.

In this realistic world what is more true than kinship?

Friendship, relationship, whatever.

We got to admit that the world is practical.

People are practical.

Nothing is not about money, nothing is not about status.

Wearing a Prada instead of an unknown China brand is a difference.

People see you differently.

Having an Oxford degree instead of any University in Taiwan is an investment.

We, human beings know all these facts.

We people know how practical this world is.

But often, inevitably we still get hurt by changing lifestyles, people, environment and even ourselves.

We ask ourselves why is people around us changing, why is prices increasing, why is my pay lower and lower.

Everyone knows, this is practical, the world is never about fair play.

We break ties, bonds and heart all for our own interest.

You're born wealthy, good for you.

But if you're born poor, too bad, suffer in poverty.

People come and go, people might just stab you on the back and leaves.

The hurt will always remain, blame yourself for not being careful.

Nothing is forever, every ties will be broken.

Even your closest friend, or your dearest companion.

This is life. Face it.

"Lonely City"

Amongst billions & billions of lonely souls, I met you.

Perhaps it is predetermined that we would meet, in that situation.

I'd never forget the day, the day I saw you.

Just like a little boy, whom I'd never gave thought of being so in love with.

Is this love?

This deviant feeling within me, I've never felt this before.

Perhaps more of a companion, or a pillar that I depend on.

I held so tightly, yet I feel unjust.

Unjust for you.

Sometimes I thought that what'd you do without me?

It is just a tangible proof of my arrogance.

Instead, it'd be "what'd I be without you?"

I'm just a lonely soul, who covet for a companion.

With love, or without.

It's the aftermath of those misunderstandings and grief.

Those mistrusts that pile up one by one.

I can't find the true me.

All those conspiracy, I don't know who I am.

Am I true to you?

You've given me so much, but yet what can I give you?

Love that is not true, or happiness that was plotted.

In the lonely city, lies a lonely soul.

Waiting to be given warmth to be given a chance to identify herself..

I just watched the show which is casted on Channel U, Star for a cause

& I was really touched, but I couldn't help but to feel helpless towards these people living in the Third World Countries.

We should really do our part, to help our fellow friends in different part of the world.

I wish to volunteer there..

Perhaps a few years later :)

I am feeling so bitchy today.

Perhaps it's because of all the medication :(

Or perhaps, it's because of the never ending workloads.

"I was died when you left me." Holy fuck, primary school english?

& why die when somebody leaves you?

I'm feeling so damned drowsy, everyday.

I wake up in the middle of the night, every one hour.

It is really killing me.

Fuck that cough.

I want to party. :(

I want to have fun!

"Being over confident may destroy you."

I never thought that I was like that in your eyes.

Perhaps it really cleared some things.

Thank you for being truthful, & thank you for walking away.

I've got my own life too, let's not put on a front and pretend that nothing bother.

It used to, but no longer. :)

"I love you, baby."

Maybe I've became all so boring, so dull.
Perhaps it's all the workload.
I'm sorry sweetie, I couldn't be by your side when you're sick.
Sometimes I really think, how hard could it be to strive so hard..
Without resting, without love, without everything..
Work being priorities, being your regular habit, as regular as your meals.
For the past weeks, all I can say is..
I'm tired, exhausted, hungry, hurt.
I need some suitable painkillers.
My back's killing me.
My eyes are closing.
I'm hungry.
& I miss my sweetheart.

Sometimes I just feel sorry for myself.

There's so much things that I can do, yet I can't do the most important ones.

I'm sorry for not being able to understand.

I really want to help, just so much.

I wished that I could understand.

I hoped that I could make you feel better. I can't.

All I can is just giving you whatever you want.

That is the least I could do, and yet the most that I know of.

Nothing I do will help isn't it?

I don't know how long would it be like this.

I don't cry when I see you sad because I don't want you to feel worse.

All I can do is to give you my limitless love and care.

All I want is to see you feel better.

For you, to recover.

How long would it take? I don't know.

I really hope it'll be soon. Real soon.

"RIP 伯伯"
Someone whom'd taken care of me since young.
Someone whom I'd respected so much.
You're just like my granddad.
I'm sorry that we'd lost you just so suddenly.
Nobody had expected this.
You're closer than me than my biological uncle.
A great man indeed.
Please, rest in peace.
May god bless you.

"Wealth isn't the only way out."

"Learn to accept the expected outcome"

Fame's just an empty spin cycle

I honestly hate losing.

This time round, I lost to you.

Lost so hard, even admitting defeat hurts.

I'm sorry to not had been the one you expected.

I deserve these.

I will learn to lose, and learn to admit to losing.

Thank you, that special someone.

Sometimes I think that I'm a big loser.

People can move on without me, but why can't I?

After farewells, they're always so glad and happy but yet I'm still losing grip.

People just laugh it off, but I'd hold'em so tightly.

Despite getting hurt and yet not giving up.

What was it for?

For all the bullshit memories?

Or for all the unrealistic thoughts?

Oh please, nothing calls for memories.

All that's just bullshit.

They ditch them away like throwing away rubbish without regrets nor misery.

Get it?

Silly girl.

This is no touching story or made up stories made by the media, it is true emotions of a young child towards her father. His children meant his world, tried method and ways to protect them, yet being critisized by the public. He is a normal person, a father who loved his children like any other father if he is scrapped off his "legendary" title. True kinship do exist. Cherish them before losing them. They'll be the only people who'll stand by you, the ones who'll act as your support. The ones who'll forgive you no matter what you does.

I love you mummy, daddy ♥

LOS ANGELES (AFP) - - Michael Jackson's young daughter, Paris, stepped out of the shadows Tuesday to pay moving tribute to the late star saying: "Daddy has been the best father you could ever imagine."

"Ever since I was born, Daddy has been the best father you could ever imagine. And I just wanted to say I love him so much," she told the hushed audience, before breaking down in tears.

After tributes from Jackson's brothers, Jermaine and Marlon, Paris said she wanted to talk and struggled only slightly with adjusting the microphone to her height.

"Speak up," her aunt Janet Jackson said softly, as Paris, dressed in a simple black dress, with a white waistband and holding a black clutch bag, bade her father a public goodbye.

Paris Katherine and her brothers, Prince Michael, 12, and Prince Michael II, seven, had joined a host of stars on the stage at the end of the long tribute singing along to "We are the World."

It was the first time the world had caught more than just a fleeting glimpse of the three youngsters, as Jackson, 50, always fiercely shielded his children from the public limelight.

His former wife of three years, Debbie Rowe, is the mother of the two eldest children, while the third also known as "Blanket" was born in 2002 to a surrogate whose identity has never been made public.

After being thrust into the spotlight from the age of five, Jackson went to extreme lengths to protect his children such as covering their faces in veils or masks whenever they were in public.

And they have not been seen since his mysterious death on June 25 from an apparent cardiac arrest.

But the three children joined other members of the Jackson clan at the Los Angeles Staples Center ceremony Tuesday, sitting between their grandparents Katherine and Joe Jackson just in front of the 14-karat gold casket bearing the body of their father.

At times Paris dissolved into tears as star after star spoke of Jackson's legacy to the world, while her youngest brother played with a Michael Jackson doll on his lap.

But she stood and applauded as civil rights leader Al Sharpton addressed the children directly and said fiercely: "There weren't nothing strange about your daddy."

"It was strange what your daddy had to deal with, but he dealt with it," Sharpton said, his voice rising in the rich cadence of a sermon.

Temporary custody of the children has so far been granted to Katherine Jackson, in line with the terms of Jackson's will, which also names pop diva Diana Ross as a back-up guardian.

But Rowe, who signed away her parental rights to her two children in 2001, has vowed to fight for them in what could presage a bitter legal battle, even though they are believed to have had little contact over the years.

"I want my children," Debbie Rowe told NBC television's local network in Los Angeles last week, adding she was willing to submit to any testing, including DNA, to prove she was the biological mother of Prince Michael and Paris.

Her lawyer Eric George later appeared to dial back on his client's comments, saying in a conference call no final decision had been made.

A custody hearing has now been set for Monday.

Source: http://sg.news.yahoo.com/afp/20090708/tts-entertainment-us-music-jackson-daugh-972e412.html

I by passed a primary school nearby and overheard a conversation between two little girls.

Girl shouted in Indian tone: (name)! Why you everyday eat ice cream one huh?

Reply: Hot ma.

Girl: You eat so many ice cream later got H1N1 ah.

Reply: ...

Somehow, kids talk in a way that you can't understand.

They don't mind people looking at them, puzzled.

This is how genuine kids are.

How genuine are we?

My dear friend,

do you still remember those time we spent together?

Are you still constantly reading my blog?

I'm still extremely sorry for what I've done.

Will you still be there when I need someone?

Driving me around to cheer me up?

Buying me lollipop and chewing gums when you drive off to JB?

Drive me out no matter how late and speed me home?

Bring me to eat my favorite food?

Play my favorite songs in your player?

Allowing me and only me to smoke in your car?

Lecture me and advising when I lose grip of myself?

Care and concern like an elder brother?

Lending me a shoulder when I need one?

Slack with me when I don't feel like going home?

Bringing me to my favorite places when I'm sad?

I miss you my dear friend.

Take care.

p.s http://goooodnight.blogspot.com/2009/02/give-take.html

Sharon was a zesty and outgoing girl.

She was Miss popular, she had many friends and in fact,

she was much more of those her age.

Life for her was perfect, she knew what to say, what to do.

Almost everyone was her best friend.

She knew exactly what to do to win everyone's heart.

In other words, she had everything she wanted.

But nobody knew, deep down, she feels insecure.

All that she has was just like a illusion to her.

She schemed to get more, yet hurting people and herself inevitably.

At last, she hurt everyone, and herself.

As she was insecure, jealous and lousy.

Sharon was a clone of me.

I'm scary.

It's happening again.

I'm so sorry.

I really am.

I hate this feeling, of being so empty, and lonely.

Honestly, who can I cry to?

You know, I do love you, so much, that I'm trying my best to give in.

I'm trying my best to be fine, to give you excuses.

Can you see?

Although, you're no longer the guy I once knew, but I know, there are still elements..

Today, things happened, I doubted if you're still the one.

I want to stay like this, or better.

But are you willing to?

You hear but don't listen.

You know, but don't acknowledge.

Please, be a responsible man, be someone I can trust and confide on.

Be someone whom protect and teaches me, instead of the other way round.

Is it even possible?

Tell me.

I have nothing, I only have you honestly.

I don't wanna lose you, you know?

Please, don't make me feel disappointed, again and again.

I'm tired.

I know you doesn't understand why am I so angry and frustrated today.

Because you're not doing what you should do, instead of making me feeling worse.

Ask yourself, every time I'm angry, have you ever done, or said anything to make me feel better?

What do you want?

Set priorities for yourself.

Can you put in at least a little effort to understand me?

I don't say things out, but once I say, It'll be harsh and it'll be like me throwing hard cold stones at you.

I don't want to do that, so can you try?

Sometimes, I'm so angry that I feel like slapping you, wanting you to wake up.

It's not every time Shihan, and Shihan.

I know it myself why can you?

You have your friends, your family, your studies.

I don't want someone whom blindly love me.

Love yourself.

I don't want it to be, because of Shihan, you can't do this you can't attend that.

Had you ever tried understanding me?

I can play some foolish game for 1 hour, without talking to you.

Can't you see that I want to be alone?

Why.

Do you truly not understood or you just wanna be stubborn as it is?

I can't believe I'm typing like this.

But, there is just so much frustration in me that I wanna say.

Pick up your phone.

What if one day I am no longer around?

By doing what you're doing, you'll lose everything soon.

I don't want that to happen.

I love you, I don't wanna lose you.

Can you change?

I don't know how many times this would happen.

It may be forever and ever, but when. Will you truly change?

I want to be down to earth and being able to face the reality.

I'm sick of pretending to be someone that I'm not.

Allow me to do so please. ♥

Those vivid memories,

I don't know what's happening.

Thursday, reached home at around 11. Upon texting him up, we were seriously talking about our relationship for the very first time.
He feels guilty towards her. He wanna be alone and go ahead leading on his own life.
Without me, nor her.
I was confused, I didn't understand the reason. I tried lying to myself that everything will be fine.
It'll just gonna be awhile, after a good night sleep it'll be fine..
Then I told him that I'll be sleeping, & we'll talk about that tomorrow face to face when we meets up. I went to find chen, pouring out my sorrows. I held back my tears upon him ensuring me for countless times that everything'll be fine.. "He's just unsure, go sleep & tomorrow will be fine."
I tried reading the texts of history in the notes. They all seemed like black bold line. I can't seemed to figure it out whats all that. Finally, I broke into tears, crying to myself.
Then alex called, for a moment, I thought I'm fine since I'm talking to him normally, & the ache wasn't there. Then chen called, I could still laugh to his joke. I really thought I was fine.
After hanging up, I light up a cigg and sat in the toilet, trying to figure out a reason & a solution.
I thought, "maybe he was just confused, their relationship was unstable & since, shihan was there showing him love and care, he thought he loved her."
Then, I tried to make myself to sleep, I turned & rowed. & did whatsoever that I could, for one hour.. I guess, I'm really tired, & finally fell asleep.
Friday was th worse day ever. Waking up at 8, skipped the paper since I'm sick & I seriously couldn't remember any single shit. I went to prepare and stuff, till near 10, I went out, to visit a doctor. The clinic was packed, & the nurses' are seriously slow! After near one hour of waiting, I consulted the doctor, had my medicine, & due to their negligence they had printed my Mc wrongly, & she asked me to wait again.
I sat down, texting chen, & finally after a bloody long ½ hour I finally got my Mc.
Then, went to take train all the way to bedok.
Ben actually asked me to call him upon reaching, but I didn't cause I got to know from chen that they reached home at around 6 in the morning. Didn't wanna disturb his sleep.
Since, chen ends his school at 12.30 I'd decided to wait for him. I reached bedok at around 12 then waited and waited. till around 1, Yongwei came and kept me accompany till Chen called.
Went to 56 to meet him, gosh, when he reached it's 2!
I was teasing him all the way, trying to hint how long he took.
Went to cf after that, slacked for awhile while waiting & I called him.
He was sleepy, he said he'll be coming down so I waited. & waited. Upon reaching, he met up with Gib & went to get their pay together.
Waited again, till around 6 then he came back.
I was glad to see him, but we didn't talk much.
He didn't really bother me. He was too busy with himself and his friend.
finally till around midnight, he was worse. He totally, treat me as if I'm invisible.
I didn't know what was wrong.
I wanted a talk with him. I asked him out, & we had a talk.
I kept asking him countless of questions, I kept forcing him to speak.
Finally he spoke.
He asked " will you respect my decision? will you believe if I say I only love myself? "
Then, " we shall be good friends alright? " I nodded my head. & started tearing.
However strong I was, I'm still vulnerable deep down.
Then I threw my temper, I didn't know why, I was so angry.
Not at him, but myself. Throughout the whole relationship, whenever I'm angry, I'll be angry with myself. I know that's not very like me. I didn't know why either.
I threw my phone upon the numeral calls made that seriously got up on my nerves.
I continue crying.. & crying. He went to pick my phone back, telling me not to cry.
Suddenly, I felt like I should just let him go since I'd promised to respect his desicions..
I wanted to take my phone from him, I gave him a smile to assure him that I'm fine, he knew I wasn't but how possible could I be fine?
I didn't care much, I went to cf and got my bag and just walk across the road, telling him that I'll go home alone. He didn't want. He said we'll be back together. I told him, I'm fine. I'm really fine.. I just wanna be alone. I didn't wanna cab home, I just wanna be alone. He asked me not to be like this, I told him I'll be fine, I'll go home after that. He didn't allowed me to. Then, I wanted to get my card & leave after that, I said I'll be at the bustop waiting for him, he was so worried.
He brought me over to get my card.
After getting my card, I called home & had a fucking big quarrel with that unreasonable woman. I don't bloody understand why can't she just bloody give me some space for my own.
I'm sick & tired of being the puppet of everyone, doing things for people around me, faking that stupid fucking smile & act like Im-So-Mean, & as if nothing bloody fucking hurts me.
For 3 whole year, I had been doing that & I only turn in to a few people when I'm seriously down. That's what I'd been doing. I'm so sick of it.
Upon the call, he hugged me and tell me we'll be fine. Telling me that.. we'll be together.

I'd just alt tabbed to Msn, his nick was no longer the same.

Peiwei, I think we shall be friends. I don't wanna see you like that, I don't wanna force you.
I know you don't wanna see me like that, I promise I'll be fine kay? Don't hurt yourself silly.
Don't worry about me, I'm a big girl. go ahead lead your own life & remember never to hurt yourself. I'm sorry to be unreasonable at times. I'm really fine, I'll let go.

I'm sorry mum,

Peiwei, I still wish you all the best.

I feel like I need to borrow an ear.
I want to be your first priority.
I want to be the only one influencing you.
I want to be understood.
I want to have mutual trust from you.
I want you to listen.
I don't want you to walk away.
I don't want you to share your attention.
I don't want you to avoid things.
I don't want you to do things that I dislike.
I don't want you to not admit your mistakes.
Can you do it?
Can you really do it..

Somehow, I feel so alone.
With so many people around me, I'm blessed.
However, I'm not being understood.
There's so many things for me to say, but nothing seemed to turn out the right way.
It's harder to control, everything.
Honestly, I'm tired of being nice, I want to play foul.
Maybe, that'll be a better alternative.
Maybe.

I'm sorry.

It was the worst day ever.

A day, where I lost control of my own emotions,

a day, I lectured someone I loved,

a day, where guilty conscious overcame my senses.

5 years ago, I've knew you.

I had already forgotten how long had you been my soulmate..

You've always been there. Now, that I appreciate.

I'm sorry, if you couldn't accept it.

Because of a mistake I made 5 years ago..

I've lost a soulmate, whom is so close by my heart.

Good bye, I'll never forget you.

My best friend.

The problem had never been solved.

One faithful day, he finally lost control of himself and poured out all the emotions within.

All along, I knew he cared.

I wanted to be the responsible girl he wanted..

I'm sorry dad.

I love you.

It was a day, where I felt I've lost everything. Including myself.

All the sickness falls, I'm trying to pull myself together.

Really trying.

I must do something to my computer. :D

I love you, sweetheart ♥ ♥ ♥ 

 I'm really off touch.

How long haven't I been going out.

I guess, my friends forgotten about me.

Are they doing well?

Some graduated, some have a completely new life.

Some, just another changed person..

Dear oh dear, I've been so busy.

Maybe, this is my new life, this is a changed me.

We'll go out someday, I promise.

Gosh, I've realised this after only several months.

1,2,3,4,5,6... for about six months.

Have I moved on?

Yes, I did. Although I still think of the pasts, those days spent with you.

I've got people whom love me.

People whom takes good care of me.

& someone whom love me more than I do.

Someone, whom pamper me like a princess.

What else can I ask for?

I'm happy this way.

Of course, I hope to spend time with those whom I've really missed out.

[:

Mum's cooking porridge for her sick child.

I love mummy :D

Dream house (:

Suddenly have thoughts of how my future house, or in fact home would look like.

A penthouse, with fine furnished rooms.

& a balcony which I could gaze at stars, and enjoy the jacuzzi.

With sweet little animals,

which love each other.

A private bar, for events, parties or just for chill out.

My favorite game, which'd act like my big piggy bank!

Also a nice pool table for me to spend my time with.

Let's hope it'll come true. (:

Oh dear, what's happening to me again.

My world's coming down again, it's not anyone. It's me.

I'm the one falling.

Shit, I hate this feeling.

Will I be better tomorrow?

My head hurts, I feel like crying.

Why can't I just set my fucking priorities straight.

What's with me..

What else do I want.

Someone, tell me.

No, this is not happening..

I hate myself being like this.

I was walking along downtown east alone, with my eyes filled with tears, then when I paused and rested on the bed..

I felt my heart beating so rapidly, images that I hate, that disappoints me, that.. reminds me starts flashing randomly..

I could hear my breathing..

Mao came knocking on the door, suddenly I felt as if I put on a mask, a strong front..

I felt like screaming, I swear.

I don't know why am I acting like this.

Maybe, I'm insane.

But, I'll be out tomorrow, most probably..

Alone..

Sorry if I'm not acting like myself.

I'm tired.

Dear Diary,

Sometimes I asks myself, if I'm a spoilt brat.

If, I'm spending too much.

If, I'm being rude.

If, I'm being unreasonable....

Am I?

I enjoy staying at home than going out, playing my favorite songs.

Preparing westerns in the kitchen, and playing games with my loved ones.

That's pretty weird, or maybe I just need sometime at home..

A short break's coming..

Just approximately, a week later.

The long awaited break, ♥

But, I have to sacrifice one day of my break for school.

I dread it. ):

Time for a puff. (:

P.s. the Japanese food stall at Beach Rd hawker center, 2nd floor is superb.

Nice, traditional yet at a very affordable price. (:

Dear Diary,

am I a super lousy Valentine? ):

I've came across many girls and they actually buy their boyfriend gifts!

Okay, that's very unlike me.

For starters,

Patience is a virtue.

Complain-less boyfriend is a must.

Giving in, is a definitely.

This kind of girlfriend, is like.. a super scary monster. (Can't think of anything else to fit in the descriptions)

Anyway, I stayed at home the whole day feeling lousy and restless.

I grumbled about the bad headache, from yesterday.

& the lack of appetite.

I had only less-than-a-quarter of my food.

I hate Samsung, maybe I should write a super duper long feedback to Samsung head-quarters.

But I'm lack of one thing, and the most important one.

That damned customer service operator's name, whom actually hanged up on me!

Look at the words in italic that's her damned job, and by listening to her, she'd probably be a Malay. I'm sure that I wasn't being bitchy or mean, so why did she hang up on me?

I almost curse and swear-ed loudly.

I guess I must be feeling god damned lousy today, I don't even feel like going out.

Something off track, I've learnt that HIV virus can be spread through saliva, however 30 gallons of saliva is needed. So come on, you can french for all you like. (:

p.s I think I should start studying. ♥