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Wednesday, May 17, 2006
>>> It's Zhi Xiang's B'day!! ++

15th of may---> i'm sorry Zhi Xiang to have forgotten. Haha. I forgot who told me that but i wished him happie' b'day anyway. So SAD. Martin was feeling down cause his event on performing for ARTS FUSION was cancelled-maybe. So he looked so pathetic the whole day. i pity him but i can't do anything. =(

16th of may---> after school went to coffee shop and ate with idiot and uncle. ate duck rice. then talked at the table bout big fat mommie, practically gossipping. I then saw someone from my school. it's as if he has never been to a coffee shop before. he looks so ignorant. he thought the coffee shop is some kind of bloody high class restaurant. Guess what, he actually ordered food from the uncle who's only selling drinks. i see the poor uncle trying to explain to him that he has to go buy food from the vendor itself but he still dosen't get the picture. i wonder how he makes it to a JC !!!??? He was lucky that he's got friends who frequents the CS.

17th of may---> i was early enough to meet sarah and shu qi. Haha. classes boring like hell. did mr Spencer's essay in class. LATE WRK. how lazy can i be? Haha. then Had a GP class on how to draw out a survey. i think i'm a genius... *smiles* CAUSE... i was able to answer all his questions. for example.. wHat is wrong with the question template given '' how many people are there in your travel party'' or something of that sort and nobody knew. sth crossed my mind and shouted out..' ' they should add 'including yourself' into that question'' and MR Gabriel lee went ''AHHH.. she got it there!!'' then i went all light and almost floated to heaven. -- cloud nine i mean-- trying to act ignorant here. Haha. after school i went home straight. My beloved piano is coming home!!! and it came home indeed. okay, i'm rushing to play maple now. TA-TA!!

{ go to hell } 3:06 PM

!about me

name:apple mei


wishlist
birthday's on 21st oct..thanks people..*smirks*

l.MP3--at least 4gb and no CREATIVE please

2.a brand new wardrobe( packed with new clothes)

3.wait till i think of stuff

lastly, a stupid idiot 24 hours available for me...


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martin di di (cutest guy on earth
alvin
anthony
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arisa
ashika
Brenda
cai ying
charmaine
chen wei
couz yee teng
Currina
debbie
deline
dinah
elvis
GERMS
ginny
han tiong
jaclyn
jamie rea
jessica
kai ngee
kiara
kin yew
nicholas lee
nigel
noozlie
roshilah
sann
sarah
Seng kang
sharon
suhailah
thiam chye
w- pretty wan cheng
yong cai
yu jin
zhi qiang
zhi xiang
zhu wen
!credits

i live in my lackadaisical world i call my own
but only to be tied down by shackles of education which obviously suck big time
living with complexities of life which cannot be revealed and told openly
living in self denial and drowned in my everyday lies
unhealthy living dead i call myself
i just want a simple life with a boyfriend
the desire for a simple want purely makes my life difficult to those who knows my secret
with that i rather live life a living dead.
i no longer reveal the zany side of me
maybe i lost it along the way
on my pilgrimage to maturity
i yearn for someone to open the door
one of where i came from
to find bliss once again
out in the open lawn