when life takes you by your wrists and doesn't give you room to breathe

I know he'd be reading this.

I got it today and I made a big decision along with it.
See you on the other side of a myriad of colours.

When I was younger, my grandmother told me I'd get blind if I cried too much. Then, I could control the feminine liquid overflowing from my eyes. Now, I can't.

Nous devrions y faire face finalement. Je regrette juste que ce soit aujourd'hui.
Forgive the French obsession, some day, he'll stumble upon this page and understand.

I'm going to do a history assignment now.

I rarely feel breathless - only when i walk up the hill.

there's no script to follow

those words are like scissors in your hands

you were my best friend

i walk this wire alone tonight.

When i was eight, I sat next to a boy named Jeremy. We were sailors in the same boat.

One day, we realized we didn't know how to spell 'scissors'.

sometimes, you realize you miss someone before they're gone.

For Dorothy,
Jen Ann is having a panadol right now that has triggered a rainy day, there's an electrocution process involving the producing of a very healthy vitamin solution. (WAY!!!!)



As for him,
I deeply and compassionately abhorr you. I think I really hate you.
Wow, I feel serious about this. Hate's a big word and it's only a meagre percent of what I feel for you.
There's a first time for every emotion.

In two months, I'm going to be a high school drop-out.

Some kitten dropped off my roof today. Ben and Paul had a wicked time tring to coaz it out of the drain it had taken cover in. Nevertheless, it still refused to come out. For animals, cats are pretty intelligently-dumb.
They bear their spawn on rooftops -.-

Hannahbannany, Michhhey - we so gotta do the sleepover!
I'm going to watch Fame now

Firstly Nat, Michelle don't like Victor/Vladimir/Victor's Close anymore -
Secondly, she never said he was 'hunky'. Besides, have you EVER seen an Asian hunk?

One of the big cutbacks of studying abroad is NO returning for CNY and I mean at all...only if your term break clashes with that particular holiday.
@Nat: I learnt this from Berhenti's brother/Dennis/THE INFERIOR who also happens to be copywriter of the HAHAHAHA *jaw-dropping laugh.

Gosh, I miss England soo much and now that we're actually down to the waiting of our replies - it's a long, gruesome and traumatic wait. I've already developed a small phobia towards my mailbox.

Gee, wouldn't everyone want to know Curtis. I guess not. At least, not YET.

I HATE clowns, end of story. I hate chinese opera singers and their BLAND make-up.
Cheels and I went out on Paul's birhtday, the boys split with us. We went looking for a plastic flower pot to replace the clay one we broke/slammed into. On the way to the DIY shop, this weird opera singer standing amidst day-time shoppers handing out red packets advances towards us.
As isn't a secret (hideous black and pink make up scares me off), so I back off a little and clutch her arm - just in case 'Clown Incident' repeats itself.
The thing about clowns and chinese opera singers is - they never take no for an answer.
After politely refusing his bloody red packet, I smile an awkward smile and try to walk away. But no! the fellow just can't stand getting rejected, he moves in closer and mumbles in some goblin language that could have only aroused brain-cancered gold fishes.
I'm about to run, he closes in and if I were a karate master, he'd be sterile. But, i should totally join a short-distance track team. I made it out with escaping-chinese-opera-singers-speed. It was like, WHOOSH!
Whatever.

Today, I laughed at lion dancers as they paraded out of Tesco and into the courtyardbish. They had weird lacy pants and eyes that can't stop winking.
People thought I was nuts. Looking at the big picture, I'm not the one standing on poles in lacy pants and probably making out under lion frills.
Deep shudders -


Well, i'm going to bond with nattie now. sods.
Bye curtis =) i'll see you soon.
i love you nats. michelle. berhenti, not so much.

This post is going to be majorly fast. It's actually for Natalie, since I miss her SSOOOOOO much. REALLY. I miss her 'Curtis' laugh and I miss feeling annoyed when she's around. I think she's reading this and I know she'll be really happy - Nat, I gotta talk to you - I have no idea how to send a Facebook message and you're never online.

I miss Michelle, Kevin, Weng, Ian, THE INFERIOR, little Ian and Yuan. I missed the noise we made, the sheep we yelled at, the English dance we did, the weird rugby we played and the mental, obese grey cat that followed Nat home and stayed til 3am.

As for UK, the least you talk about it, the better. I loved every bit of it, much more than I am suppose to. I even left my heart behind. Michelle left hers too. Our hearts now share the same dorm room : )

I don't want to stay here , no more of this.
I don't want to think of it. It makes me sad.
Something happened yesterday and i just discovered a few hours ago...

What about me? Am I not as important to you as she is???