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[[see through me]]
[x] applie
[x] elaine/menghui/apple pie/heng mui/ah meng
[x] sweet seventeen turning elephantine eighteen
[x] 02/11/1987
[x] jurong junior college
[x] family, friends
[x] passion, truth, beauty, love
[x] adventure seeker, daredevil at heart
[x] cynical optimist
[x] introvertly emotional
[x] hypersensitive, uberparanoid
[x] down-to-earth, happy-go-lucky

[[fancies]]
[x] white chocolate
[x] rum and raisin ice cream
[x] strawberries in any form
[x] gummy candies
[x] contemporary popular dance
[x] singing chee-na pop
[x] pink and white
[x] shopping and window-shopping
[x] swimming
[x] short poems
[x] stoning
[x] smiling and making ppl smile
[x] mint

[[pooh-poohs]]
[x] smokers
[x] animal abusers
[x] two-timers/womanisers
[x] male chauvinist pigs
[x] injections/dental/surgery
[x] flying bugs
[x] supernatural occurences
[x] gore
[x] insecurity


[[withered glory]]
December 2004 January 2005 March 2005 April 2005 May 2005 June 2005 July 2005 August 2005 September 2005 October 2005 November 2005

[[friends and favs]]
designer
chaoshun
evelyn
xiaowen
serena
Xiaxue
Ayumi Hamasaki
Shutterfly ;



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Monday, June 20, 2005

its almost 3am. its raining outside. everyone's asleep by now. its dead silent except for e roll of thunder. perfect weather for snuggling in bed and for feeling comfortable.

and its during these kinda moments when u feel most vulnerable. for no reason, ur heart starts to feel queer. its an odd feeling of discomfort, and u try to squirm outta it. den e psychological part comes in. ur mind starts to wonder bout things u've chucked away at e corner of ur mind, things u least wanna tink about coz it hurts.

it makes sleeping so much harder when the prospect of crying it out in oblivion seems like an easier option...


butterflies whispered at
6/20/2005 02:40:00 AM