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Saturday, October 21, 2006
>>> happy b'day to me

after all the fun, sms greetings from friends, loneliness sets in once again and consumes the whole of my being.

i wonder why.

having all the company of the best people i've known, and countless people who tried their very best to book me on my birthday to no avail, i still feel empty. maybe what i need is a little bit more of a couple company rather than large gatherings. i love presence of people, especially the ones who had been there all the time regardless of time and place. would i be able to fulfil my very most urgent wishes? or do i have to be a little bit more patient for the best to come?

i want to step out of the house again for extra activities to keep my body in shape, and not to ignore the primary definition of "shape" because, my definition of shape will never include
" round" as a shape, Round is a destructive device to me, it may not be applicable to everyone as some looks too cute in that form.

gonna get a hula hoop from jing later on, making sure waist stays at 26 before my trip to China. gotta look good, just in case i bump into justin timberlake on a shopping trip there--which is most probabaly not gonna be the case. it's just a fairytaley dream to see prince charming.

i know i'm not being coherent here. hahas, whatever. it's my day, i get to do whatever i want. and to be so blessed with a caring father sponsoring $$ for my needs on this special occasion. with a little extra to spend the next few days.

LIFE IS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE.

as much as i want to remain positive, it's a reality which all of us have to face-- hapiness donsen't last long enough for us to really enjoy it. it comes and it goes. maybe i'll just have to learn to be contented with my blessing for now. *smileys!!*

{ go to hell } 7:55 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