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And I barely thought of you,

But the ‘barely’ part still counted.
Why must you be so wonderful?
I have enough things on my mind without you bouncing around in it.
And why am I blaming you for this?
This is all me, I made myself this way.
Nobody should be forced to befriend a dolt like me.

But I miss you.

ok i give up

im way too tired to blog and its 9.50am but i slept at 2am thanks to my mums friends who wanted to go all the way to bukit timah just to drink teh tarik. my legs were in agony and i dare anyone whose thighs were more in pain than mine!

i walked sooo much yesterday while shopping with hajar and i walked even more after dinner i probably burnt every part of my enormous dinner. i swear i couldve almost cried if i wasnt so hardheaded. salvation came when we all stood up to leave, thank GOD!

im supposed to pick up my dad from the airport today with my brother. i am so excited but only in my head. and out of all the flights from the Best Airport in the World, my dad had to take budget airlines which is away from all 3 terminals. i hope we dont take that when we go to jakarta.

now im going to head back to bed and catch a few more zzz’s. but not before trying on the new DRESS i bought yesterday! yes, finally after 16 years of my life i took the initiative to buy my own dress, thanks to hajar, who was my witness, haha.

i wont take a picture yet. not like anyone cares :/

Dear God! Pizza is my most favourite food in the Universe! (Next to pasta).
I wonder if we could have Pizza for lunch…(*HINTHINT*)

Dear God! Pizza is my most favourite food in the Universe! (Next to pasta).

I wonder if we could have Pizza for lunch…
(*HINTHINT*)

Random thought: I don’t think girls take a long time to DRESS UP but, I THINK they just take a long time to DECIDE what to wear. HAH! From my dear friend, Siti Hajar. Anything that comes out of her mouth makes sense…well almost.

I had a dream,

That you told me you were sorry that you caused me to feel this way.
It can’t be helped that you’re always liked by others, it even makes you feel flattered.
You hoped to stay friends and maybe in the near future we could meet and be officially introduced.
It was a long message, but I felt so special for an odd reason.
Then I thought, “This is stupid, you never start our conversations. I do!”

And then my body proceeded to roll over and my forehead banged into the wall.
Oh the brilliance that is me! I’ve never done that before, really!
But oddly enough there’s no bruise at all.
My guess is that I just lost thousands of braincells.

Ah well, sweeping you to the back of my mind,
I shall shop like a girl today.
With Siti Hajar! (WHOOO *APPLAUSE*)
Hopefully I get good deals, my cash is running out.
Then in the evening I’m meeting my mum to eat at Zam Zam at Haji Lane.
(LIKE YEAH INDIAN/MALAY FOOD!)

Tomorrow my dad returns from Phuket!
And I’m gonna pick him up…from the Budget Terminal…
If I could figure out how to get there without getting lost.
Oh what am I talking about? This is Singapore, how can you get lost?
I miss my dad, I’m tired of seeing my mum and her boyfriend everyday.

Please, God, let me go to Jakarta soon!

She lives in a fairy tale, somewhere too far for us to find.

She lives in a fairy tale, somewhere too far for us to find.

I don’t want to be who I was back then,
I almost lost you again,
I don’t want to see through the eyes of a liar.

Hold the Door’ by Armor For Sleep.

This is one of my most favourite quotes ever.

(via ache)
Time is killing me.

(via ache)

Time is killing me.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHALOLOLOL!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHALOLOLOL!