Volcano.

Listening to: My heart pumping so fast I think I'm gonna smash something

I feel like exploding now.

You're being such a bitch.

Sweet Farewell.

Listening to: My tummy making noise.

Rachel Ong Ern Huey will be leaving for California, U.S.A on the 2nd of July 2009 at exactly 1945 hours (7.45 PM) and she won't be coming back until 2010's Summer Break. Which -if you dont know- is around June next year.

My best friend for 7 years. The girl whose birthday is two days before mine. The one whom I have been giving piggy backs almost every single day for almost two years. The one whom I introduced anime to 7 years ago and is now, speaking Japanese oh-so-fluently. The one whom I first watched The Exorcist with. The one whose house I've been sleeping over at every week for one year plus. Rachel Ong has braved the school life tsunami with me.

Gawsh, I love you.

I will try to send you off on Thursday. If there are people actually driving there to do so. What with me having no license and all. Hmm.. But yes, I will try my best.

I didn't get to take many pictures 'cause my phone ain't fixed yet. Thus, the lack of pictures.
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Sheryll, Elyna, Mirshal, Ka Reen, Tessa, Nancy and Rachel. Yes, the one in the middle. If you've noticed, I'm not here. Posting it here to show you people who Rachel is. If you don't know her, that is.

Puan Ong (Add. Mathematics), Puan Tay (Bahasa Melayu) and Puan Chan (English). Mandy and Sheen Yeen behind there don't know doing what. Pn. Chan approves of Zekey! Give him SIRIM chop some more. You should be proud baby :D

Yi Wei and I.

Me, baby, Ji Kin, Jo, Nic, Kenx, Jq, Rachel, Yong Shiang, Elyna, Matt a.k.a L'oreal Paris blablabla (congrats bestie), Shyuan and Ann. My fucking good buddies. My lepak kakis.

Me, Shyuan and Ann. My babes forever and ever and ever. Yi Zhong is missing )x

Matthew Lim Chit King (1997 till now) and Zekey Wong Yeung Zhi (2000 till now). The three of us have been friends since primary school. One ends up as the winner for the L'oreal Paris thingy and the other one.. my baby boy! Love you both. But of course I love Ezekiel more lah :p

And finally, a picture of our own. I love you so much baby. Mwah!

Close To Perfect.

Listening to: Runaway Train by Soul Asylum

Everything was so close to being perfect.

But I had to ruin it all.

Toxic.

Listening to: Toxic by A Static Lullaby

My blog posts seem to be decreasing by the day and it is worrying me. I don't want my blog to be on hiatus yet I don't seem to have the time to blog anymore. Mainly because I have to write journal entries every single day (which I do not do until the very last minute). But yeah, whatever that I have written there, is actually supposed to appear on my blog. I am not so semangat as to type out everything I wrote in my journal. Thus, my blog seems to be appearing kind of.. dead.

From now on my blog entries will lack some pictures. Phone punya masalah. Which will double up the dull factor in my blog. I am sorry people.
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Zekey and I were walking around Pyramid and he asked me what I would name my son. If I ever get one I mean. Without any hesitation, a name popped into my head.

Jacob!

Taylor Lautner.

Listening to: My Memory by Ryu

I had the sudden urge to look at Taylor's pictures. I don't think I would be able to sleep tonight because I keep on hyperventilating every time I see him.

Oh shit, my fave pic. Drool..

Vanessa Hudgens gets to be so close to him ):

TAYLOR LAUTNER!

Conclusion: Taylor Lautner is hotter than Robert Pattinson.

PS: Don't worry baby, I still love you okay <3

AHHHHH!

Listening to: Eerie sounds coming from the TV o.o

I am so sorry for not updating. It's been a hectic week and I've got to write journal entries every single day for my Basic Composition class. It's fucking torture.

Thus, I shall update when I am free to do so.

You're already 18, and I'm not. Yet ):

Can't.

Listening to: Pictures Of You by The Last Goodnight

I can't take this anymore. I think I'm going to go back to my old habits. My ex raided my house and threw away any items which he found threatening to me. Just because I promised him I wouldn't do it ever again, doesn't mean I wouldn't break that promise. The temptation is creeping back slowly. Not having done it for almost a year.. is so damn torturing.

I don't care about what anybody says right now. If they don't see it, they won't know I've done it.