a for amanda. the playlist keeps changing but i do not.
i like what i do whatever i always do. dancing in the rain, sucking it up. gimme the sun now, i'l love you to bits.
Sunday, May 25, 2008
i've soul but i'm not a soldier. i've got soul but i'm not a soldier. that what makes me. and i think it's time to leave my paw print here.
i love my mandaaa(: playlist now. all my favourite songs and some i can do with when i feel annoyed at things. grace kelly is playing on my poddy now. my tiny black one. just came back not long from the adventure to celebrate char's birthday today. yeas, she's 19 finally. yay for her, cause she's older, just like me. the other 2 army boys are still 18, ha!
i'm actually tired right now.
and i was annoyed, so freaking annoyed at this certain species of certain gender. it's twice in a row you made such contradicting comments. you said don't and when i don't you push it back at me. i really wanted to scream at you at that point of time, but i didn't. you're really nice and interesting but there're times when it just annoys me. you are annoying.
work at ttsh has been great to the infinity because of the girls at work and the few nice, silently spunky/funky doctors. everyone is so funny, especially siti. she's the one who went on maternity leave. i'l miss all of them so much after 30th may. how bittersweet, mmm. all the hooha about ghost vids and mrt vids on youtube. and smart ladies-turned-prostitues too. and the craze about simon's comment on david archuleta's performace. i'l miss them, i know.
then there's chalet/sleepover and everything that has happened so fast, so furious, so interesting, so fun. i know there's more to come with friends and lovelies, i know.
i'm proud of mama at home. she's all-in-one like the coffee packet. i'm proud of her because she's been such a fighter and i hope she'l pull through it all. all the childish things and stupid things and whatever crap. and thanks to you, i see your importance in my life which isn't making any sense.
may the best man wins.
Sunday, May 25, 2008
i've soul but i'm not a soldier. i've got soul but i'm not a soldier. that what makes me. and i think it's time to leave my paw print here.
i love my mandaaa(: playlist now. all my favourite songs and some i can do with when i feel annoyed at things. grace kelly is playing on my poddy now. my tiny black one. just came back not long from the adventure to celebrate char's birthday today. yeas, she's 19 finally. yay for her, cause she's older, just like me. the other 2 army boys are still 18, ha!
i'm actually tired right now.
and i was annoyed, so freaking annoyed at this certain species of certain gender. it's twice in a row you made such contradicting comments. you said don't and when i don't you push it back at me. i really wanted to scream at you at that point of time, but i didn't. you're really nice and interesting but there're times when it just annoys me. you are annoying.
work at ttsh has been great to the infinity because of the girls at work and the few nice, silently spunky/funky doctors. everyone is so funny, especially siti. she's the one who went on maternity leave. i'l miss all of them so much after 30th may. how bittersweet, mmm. all the hooha about ghost vids and mrt vids on youtube. and smart ladies-turned-prostitues too. and the craze about simon's comment on david archuleta's performace. i'l miss them, i know.
then there's chalet/sleepover and everything that has happened so fast, so furious, so interesting, so fun. i know there's more to come with friends and lovelies, i know.
i'm proud of mama at home. she's all-in-one like the coffee packet. i'm proud of her because she's been such a fighter and i hope she'l pull through it all. all the childish things and stupid things and whatever crap. and thanks to you, i see your importance in my life which isn't making any sense.
may the best man wins.