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Thursday, August 17, 2006
>>> the best gifts-- and my only favourite

Had Swensen's chocolate crunch -choco ice cream with nestle keloggs crispies( i suppose) and generous amount of choco syrup topped with a choco dipped cherry and a choco dipped wafer.

Jia Min called for ring-a-ding-a-ling. -alternate servings of vanilla and chocolate sweet treat with cherry and wafer not dipped in choco syrup plus a fattening cloud of whipped cream decorated by choco freckles ending with a choco syrup at the very bottom.

chit chats and story telling. i did 60 % of the talking. cause i'm a great story teller. i've got loads of pathetic incidents happening around me. and i'm the victim of the situations. of course there's a little bias in my telling but it involved real feelings, real people, and the sufferings of a miserable life.

i have to thank her for listening as well, if not for the consideration of willingness to await me to open up to her, i wouldn't have felt better. thanks for a timely session of meet-up.

she's not the only one. Kai Wei also played a part. A pity she's not available. but i know she loves my stories as much as i loved hers. god-sent friends are the best gift you could ever have. i'm proud to announce i've got two. even if they are the only ones.

if the two of you happen to see this. please cry. i wrote it for our 2 year friendship. not very long but it will last. i will not see any of you in the obituaries of The Straits Times as long as i live for i will feel so grieved to see your faces posted for one-day-of-fame as much as if i see stupid idiot in there. I'm not cursing but instead bringing out the impact you guys will make in my life if you disappeared. i'm touched by how you behave as my friends. nO gossipping, only deserving words of encouragement and generous with your praises.

For you guys i will make my word good. Jia Min i will deliver you your HELLO PANDA treats on monday on our next meet up. And as for Kai, u haven't been as thick-skinned as that idiot but i will have something prepared for you. =). u'll never be left out. none of us will. And if you haven't been happy come to me. i can give you my time as you have given yours.

the flame of friendship never flicker with the passage of time.

{ go to hell } 11:28 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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!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