If only we had built in switches for every single emotion in our souls, perfection would not be so abstract and distant as it seems now. Imagine, i'll have maturity literally at my fingertips and everyone's emotions will cease to be elemented and haha no more gym sessions for self control. But then again, i reject this silly idea of mine because it will just be having a twin in the inside. horror. 0__0 (haha cm your ahlian smiley hehe) while keefy is at timbre enjoying live band music i am.... spinning with his ipod aiya what else can i do right.

Keep us tight mister
I'm getting it right this time

my throat is hurting and my nose is leaking please god don't let it be anything serious... to be or not to be, maybe not then.

this is one clean slate that i will fill: no one is at home currently, so this looks like it's going to be a long one. i feel as if there is a huge huge gap between this post and the previous one but just know that i've been happy even though i broke up with my long hair and i'm addicted to bbt with double/triple pearls and there isn't one day that i go about without missing them.. not only that, i miss my lightness of being because right now my heart feels heavy but i was convinced that i can break this cycle (and so says my horoscope as well heehee) i can i can i will i will i am going to i have to i will deny myself no further of... lightness of being. right now, i think i should call ambulance for keefy cause he's not awake and it's already two, which reminds me fun is on its way, just like lightness. haha okay stop.

My love,
you cant read my eyes no more

this is what i do:
enjoy some solitude on some random bed with some random laptop

happy birthday my lovely arriola, my expression of love comes in the form of a high class italian dinner at donna carmela, tucked away from the rest but yet perfect in elegance. you remain as my sole indian summmmmmmmer.

now out to alcohol and guitar hero.

is my Cambodian name! surprisingly, the trip actually came true, i got my passport done (with love from papa ng) and did some speed packing and arrived in Cambodia with not a single idea of what to expect. i love holidays and their after effects, i feel as if the thick layer of dirt around my heart gets scraped off, i feel new. The first few days in Cambodia were spent painting walls for the kids' home, doing odd jobs for the hammer gang while they labour at the playground, falling asleep on the swing (heehee sweet spot), eating pringles with milo and getting swarmed by Cambodian kids who have the happiest voices in the worst circumstances. the nights were the best: beer every dinner cause its keith&gabriel (actually more of keith) rare escapes to the balcony and jumping into bed after scrubbing furiously in the shower for 10+ mins haha gabriel and i K.O way before keith. and throw in some crazy fun shit like sitting at the top of the van with 10+ people, watching the guys devour cockroaches snakes scorpions spiders (wtf seriously), the mountains of rubbish of Smoky Mountain and go karting haha haha. there are plenty that i left out but that's about it. photos are with gabriel and this is all i have which is us waiting for our turn to leave the plane, he still had Khmer accent haha.



im tired need to zzz for the stupid 3/4 hour PSC test tmr. ): i wanna have some cherries.

Why are you like that? Because i was so confident that you would change the colours for me, i was so convinced that your hand would be wrapped around mine even when my flaws shine bright and i was so sure that the grin i see everyday would be a constant. I wanted us with one intention and that never did change, i still want us as fucking much. I humbled, struggled, changed, so tell me now do you want the same?

the cold in me needs more than the covers you are under, it needs more, it needs us and having you makes me alive. nothing is routine when we have the smallest things, like rushing to your pathetic wardrobe to pull out a nice tee to change into or how you push me ahead of you when we climb the bridge in my short dress. so let nothing else but us speak.

the past three days have been granting me good food (piesX2 lambshank pizza&burger to die for) as a result my stomach --> belly but all's good cause we are returning to crappy canteen food.