i've always been a fighter...but without you, i give up.

Heart for sale (conscience included)

maybe you should get one. you're turning into a monster. i don't know you anymore, and i doubt that you care or notice the change in you. you're hurting the ones who love you. they're stupid enough to allow you to lash out at them repeatedly. they stay by you, regardless. the dumbest thing is, i am one of them. and i would give anything just to let you know how much i care.

i love photography. it turns me on. too bad my cam's with daddy. i feel like running around singapore and taking pictures of still-life and people.

anyway, i'm bidding civilisation and friends farewell for the next few days. i'll be grumpy in malaysia (with my favourite uncle). but there's supposedly lots of shopping to do.

when i'm back, there're things (i hope) to look forward to. like hanging out with iylia, mervyn, sharmila and the rest, navel piercing (?), 10th june (BO gig), costume party, red rain, the school seminar (?), RFW, deafcon 4, hanging out with cheryl lingyu deb khairiah. et cetera. [and maths supplementary]

haircut. i feel like doing some weird cult alternative hair style. which includes shaving some parts of my scalp and then dying them shocking red, and then splashing on some electric blue (which reminds me, i want zee electric blue top). recently, i keep envisioning myself with a tattoo. hip bone area, behind the ear, on the back of my neck, just above my ass, on my wrist. and there's also this thought about a chest piercing. check out the picture on the right of the page. the girl has a piercing on her chest. (i will find out the name) i think it looks rad. and of course, the navel, tongue and lip piercing. we should all consider multiple tongue piercings, 4 in a row or something. and the eyebrow.

kk, madness. maybe i'm not thinking straight. i think i have lots of things to do, but i haven't got around to doing anything yet. someone please remind me to get lime syrup and disposable cups. yes, before i forget. my to do list. and i know i promised grace to send her the answer for chem worksheet. shiat, i should go do that before i leave.

LAST BUT NOT LEAST: I WILL NOT MISS WEDNESDAY FOR THE WORLD. i'll crawl back if i had to, just to ensure i'm home in time for wednesday. hee hee, i am being secretive again. whatever. now i'm going to pack clothes. :/ i have to get up at an ungodly hour of 3am tomorrow, or something like that. and trudge to pasir ris to meet cousins (OR SOMETHING) and then we're going to go party together (with my uncle). kkkkk wet blanket. my uncle is the shitz, he's so cool.

and if cheryl lee shu hui is reading my blog, HELLO WOMAN, WELCOME BACK TO SINGAPORE. TELL ME ALL ABOUT JAPAN OK. I'M SORRY I CAN'T FETCH YOU FROM THE AIRPORT. ♥ see you soonnnn

If you told me to cry for you I could

If you told me to die for you I would

Take a look at my face

There's no price I won't pay

To say these words to you.

i wish you didnt make me so sad.