I found this picture online while I'm looking at the Chatuchak pictures. Did you find anything similar in this picture? Just in case you cant see, though it so obvious. The man in red look like the man printed on the orange bottle. Right? haha
Anyway, I just came back from lunch. Well, 2 other guys- JS's friends joined us for lunch- Max and Pal(i think his name is spelled like that). Lunch is fine, nothing special..more crapping that's all. We spotted some engineering japster cute guys..suprisingly. Saw Arthur, Jian Hong, Meng Shan- All my secondary school friends. I'm so full right now. *burp*
Something funny happened just now. I went to ask Wee Kong about Khatib stuff. Guess what? We are soon-to-be neighbour, friends, ex.-colleg, same stopover. hahahaha. He lives at the same block, few levels above me. so coincident. Sheryl sis will be getting a doggie when we shift to our new apartment. Guess by September, I would have shifted. I will miss Woodlands man, tho it's near but I grew up there.
Haiz. Several stupid things troubling me. My ex emailed me out of ego validation, seeeing whether I'm alive. Found his action real irritating! What does he have to email me? Bullshit man. I wil be a fool replying him la. He deserved a kick in the ass. What does he benefit from this? nothing but ego. Other things like... friends blah blah and more.
My brain is flooded with thoughts. I shall stop thinking so much and shld get going with my reports and day-dream about the fun i will have in Thailand with baby!
9 days. count down.
sigh. i hate this. crap.
3.19pm- continuation entry
Loitering in school and day-dreaming at my desk seems to be in my routine nowadays. Feeling horrible now. Still couldn't discard the silly, nonsense thoughts in my brain. Wish baby were here now. right now. feeling so weak-emotionally. Or should I say putting a strong front when I already on the verge of teardrops. I hate the feeling of thinking " i thought you are the one for me....***" and in the end he or she is not. It's damn frustrating and heart piercing. So many silly tears and promises made but what for? In the end, you left with nothing but a blank mind and a unoccupied heart. Sickening. I hate my past. If withdrawing is possible, I wanna erase my past. Totally.
nostalgic. not a right word. I'm just thinking about the past. Some many things making me think about the past- which is not so long ago. Silently, I prayed that god will help to remove the silly thoughts and allow me to live without them. I wil be better off like that.
Baby, I want you to be the one.
I don't want sweet honeyed words that will makes me fly up to the stars.
I don't want luxury though they are my dreams.
I want you to be the one
*apple stucked in my throat*
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