oh how lovely, lovestruck voodoo dolls and shimmering disco balls
Saturday, October 06, 2007
@ 8:06 AM
She clung to him to reassure herself that he was solid, afraid that he would slip through her fingers like grains of sand. It was starting already. She could feel it. He has no idea how deeply she has fallen.

LiJing you are such a weakling.
You can't give in to this shit, no you can't.
A couple of days more... I'm pretty sure I'll be able to make it through. Yes, I will.
Life's not always a bed of roses. Is it? This is one of the times when I'm experiencing the fucking thorns. Yeah it bleeds, but plasters help. Plasters from Dearest, Chong, SmallSmallClub, MervynSir, Chelsia, Geoffrey & many others!
Don't worry, I'll hang in there ;D



There are certain things i don't have to spell it out. Am I being too vague, or are you just plain dumb.
LIAR LIAR PANTS ON FIRE. If this line is true, the fire on your pants can't be put out, forever.



I need someone to remind me to bring my Mathematical Instruments and the calculator on monday. Okay Geoffrey's gonna call to remind me, what a sweetie! ;D