i called jervis , he was playing game
i called shu hui, i think she was busy taking the neoprints
i thought of calling rabia , but i was too lazy to tell her the whole story before i can pop out my question'
so in the end, i called glad
amazingly, he answered and we talked
for the first time since ... sem 5 , i had the most comfortable conversation
as usual, i dont know what's going on with my head
i'm still suffering from headaches
no idea why
i was supposed to be at kallang sea sports club at 8am
BUT
i woke up late again..
i took bus 11 from kallang bus interchange
like a blind mouse, i landed at the kallang cricket club
i recalled those words said to me earlier
"i think this is the club you are refering to lah ah girl"
"Huh?"
thanks auntie bus driverthanks for your kindessno it didnt help me at allfinally, with much reluctance
i took "bus 240"
rico called.. " change of venue, we are now at esplanade"
"Huh?"
"uncle ..bu hao yi si...can you go to esplanade instead?"
* grunt*
zzz....
finally i saw the familiar figure and 2 funny characters
as i took a closer look
my reactions went
"Oh man.."
"Oh shit..."
"Oh brother..."
"great my sunday is totally ruined"
and then...
" WHATEVER"
*flips hair*if you dont get it
's okay
i dont expect anyone to understand anyway
i went home wet and happy
playin in the rain makes me feel...self contented for a moment
dropped by at the NTUC with no intention to buy anything
i picked up a magazine ..the seventeen magazine..
something i still find it girlie and more girlie
nonetheless, i flipped thru the pages, hoping to see something interesting
and then i came upon this article
" HOW TO WIN HIM BACK"wishful me was thinking ... "sounds useful"*slaps self back to reality*
a small paragraph at the right corner of the page caught my eye
he probably wont wants you back if ..
1) he got the guts to say he dont like you anymore and blah blah blah..never mind i was too distraught by then
2) 3 months passed and its hard to pick things up again
* fell into deep depression for 30 minutes*
words came back to me
again and again
and the same old battle begins...
alright..i
almost win...
maybe its PMS...it's drawing near...
maybe i just lack of the courage and strength to face everything that's gushing towards me
my present actions dont make me feel and look good
and it wont do me any good for my future either
they said actions speaks louder than words
duh of course i know that
they said you should say nothing but good of the dead
so he's dead
good
wah...8 sessions of pilates cost 130 bucks
SIAO AR
i tried some moves last evening
i dont know whether i should go for classes or learn by myself
proper guidance is very important you see
for some strange reason
i listened only to 99.5 fm and yahoo radio now...
i got addicted to watching tv...
i find the internet is becoming boring
i start to appreciate a good cup of coffee or milo
i realized i do deserve to have a calm and dreamless slumber
forgive the grammari think its emotionally draining to sit thru my blog
what a long entry
enough bull from me
night!