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Saturday, December 23, 2006
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alright, came back from seng kang at around 11.30am, i was SUAY enough that the bus i was in met with an accident. i almost flung onto the vehicle floor if not for the tight clutch onto the poles. i saw nothing much as everything happened in a blink of an eye.

the bus braked suddenly, almost suddenly i felt the vehicle tilting slightly to the side. i was wondering if it was the end of me. at one point of time i hoped it's gonna be. but i escaped from the evil clutches of death. i wasn't hurt. no nothing. i saw a car knocked into the road divider, another car was painfully knocked by the double decker. i heard desperate calls for help, overwhelmed by trauma i was, jaw entirely wide open. shocked passers-by scurried to see if there's anything they could help the unconcious malay lady hurt in her seat. pictures i shall post another time. but it was utterly awful. yucks...

went to meet kai wei, jing jing and jia min after for badminton. i related my scarring experience to them. to my mother too. i could almost hear their hearts screaming exclamation in fear. i felt loved.

received christmas cards from them. all three gave me. but i had nothing for them yet. my besties entirely touched me. i love them to the core. i cried immediately in the toilet. it was not disgrace but tears in appreciation for such wonderful friends. and also, i was so happy that they were there to listen to my grievances.
thanks pals.

badminton was fun. super. in malaysia now. so long. i hopei'll enjoy myself.


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!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
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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
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sharon
suhailah
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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