I know I'm gonna sound like a complain bitch. Read me. I don't care.
I feel neglected. We haven't been having decent conversations. That is IF you notice. You must be very very occupied. Either that or I am not interesting enough for you to just pay your small lil attention on ME.
If it's not all that then it's my stupidity to make myself as free as possible for whatever valid reason. I don't even know what am I hoping for. I feel so small.
On another note, to whomever it may concern, I'm not responsible for your happiness, your emoness, your boredom, so don't expect much from me. I'm not your clown. I don't come and go as you wish. I tried entertaining you but you're not appreciating my effort. Now buzz off.
Mind you, I know your make-me-feel-guilty attitude and you know what? Time and time again. I'm sick of it. No, I'm sick of you. I don't even like you to begin with.
I need a decent conversation with somebody. No, not that I don't have friends to talk to, but I want decent conversations.
I miss my friends T___T...you know who you are.
Why don't we click?
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Under where?
Emo-Xions
Seems like I'm the stupid one who doesn't have a life, waiting, for what again? I should go and get one.
Whatever. Strike 2.
Whatever. Strike 2.
Monday, November 23, 2009
Now I know why
...the wait is worthwhile.
All the nervousness hyperventilating all boils down to that moment.
All the trouble I MIGHT get into upon parents finding out =s
To be able to see him walking out towards the arrival area.
To be able to smile and feel at ease.
To be able to slip into his arms so naturally without that moment of awkwardness.
Oh, the joy of being in his arms. It feels as though I'm finally home.
Spending those priceless short period of time we have together. Which is SHORT. Simply because we're having a short distance LDR, if you get what I mean. Same country different state FML T__T..
I'm not complaining la (I think?), because I know time is never enough when it is being spent with you - for me that is. You'll say quality over quantity, but what happens when you want the best of both worlds? I want the best of both worlds of your time.
It's been 4 months. Perhaps to some of you its nothing, but heck, since when being away from the one you love is NOTHING?! =.=''
Anyway, when I talk about SHORT, I mean like say tomorrow (shabu shabu!) I'll meet him for the last time before seeing him for our Genting trip in 2-3 weeks time? FML square. Then after that lagi hard to meet FML to the power of infinity.
Whatever is it, I'm so glad to see you. I missed you so much.
All the nervousness hyperventilating all boils down to that moment.
All the trouble I MIGHT get into upon parents finding out =s
To be able to see him walking out towards the arrival area.
To be able to smile and feel at ease.
To be able to slip into his arms so naturally without that moment of awkwardness.
Oh, the joy of being in his arms. It feels as though I'm finally home.
Spending those priceless short period of time we have together. Which is SHORT. Simply because we're having a short distance LDR, if you get what I mean. Same country different state FML T__T..
I'm not complaining la (I think?), because I know time is never enough when it is being spent with you - for me that is. You'll say quality over quantity, but what happens when you want the best of both worlds? I want the best of both worlds of your time.
It's been 4 months. Perhaps to some of you its nothing, but heck, since when being away from the one you love is NOTHING?! =.=''
Anyway, when I talk about SHORT, I mean like say tomorrow (shabu shabu!) I'll meet him for the last time before seeing him for our Genting trip in 2-3 weeks time? FML square. Then after that lagi hard to meet FML to the power of infinity.
Whatever is it, I'm so glad to see you. I missed you so much.
Under where?
Xin
Sunday, November 22, 2009
it's 22nd again
7th month. Coincidentally, someone is coming back on the same date. To come and think of how it all happens, it still feels like a dream. From that very first touch.
I'll be seeing that someone. However, I going to have a nervous breakdown soon enough for no apparent reason. You all will go like why when its suppose to be the happiest thing as of now. I've been anticipating this moment for what? 3 - 4 months and now I'm like so kan cheong ok...
Cold sweat omg. Increased blood pressure. Lol. Exaggerating ni. This is worse than taking my finals or waiting for my results to be out =.=''..
Oh, talking about exam results. It's out and I expected myself not to perform well already T___T..
I don't know what to expect @.@...Go with the flow I guess.
I hope the wait pays off.
I love you. I do. Here's for our 7th month and more ahead.
I'll be seeing that someone. However, I going to have a nervous breakdown soon enough for no apparent reason. You all will go like why when its suppose to be the happiest thing as of now. I've been anticipating this moment for what? 3 - 4 months and now I'm like so kan cheong ok...
Cold sweat omg. Increased blood pressure. Lol. Exaggerating ni. This is worse than taking my finals or waiting for my results to be out =.=''..
Oh, talking about exam results. It's out and I expected myself not to perform well already T___T..
I don't know what to expect @.@...Go with the flow I guess.
I hope the wait pays off.
I love you. I do. Here's for our 7th month and more ahead.
Under where?
Xin
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Sunday, November 15, 2009
OK, my blog is beginning to look like my Twitter. All I do is update a few lines and that's all. Lost my passion for blogging. My life not interesting wan la so don't need.
The only useful that I've done today: Filled in my particulars for my project synopsis FML.
The only useful that I've done today: Filled in my particulars for my project synopsis FML.
Under where?
Random
Friday, November 13, 2009
sei foh..I'm so hooked to FreeCell that I could play it for hours. Please remind me that I still have my project synopsis due this coming 18th of November. Which, well, I haven't type anything. Not even my name or student ID FML.
Under where?
college
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