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Friday, April 30, 2010, 11:16 PM
Rewind.






I'm an epic failure.







7:40 PM
Suspended.


I've always turned to you.

But who should I turn to when I have problems with you?

This time I didn't cry and I hope I won't.


Thursday, April 29, 2010, 10:33 AM
Forget how to breathe.

You make me smile like the sun.

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According to my Nuffnang analytics, someone from the United States is stalking my blog.

Alyssa, is that you?

(;

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I'm hungry, sigh.

):


Wednesday, April 28, 2010, 11:50 PM
Your breath is like raindrops penetrating my love.

I believe one day I will be able to see the beauty of the rainbow.


Today Rainie Yang came to visit my college and somehow, she came into my class to interact more with the students. Everyone finds her adorable and bubbly. Then she started singing Anonymous Friend (Go Google for the Chinese song title), one of the songs from her latest album. All of us sang along with her because the song is nice. Pleasant to the ears. After the song while everyone was yakking away, she unexpectedly walked up to me and started talking to me. She asked me if I've got tickets to her upcoming concert. I replied no and to my surprise, she handed out four of her concert tickets and gave them to me. For free.

And then I woke up.

Haha wtf right.

But anyway, I do like her despite the lala looking clothes that she wears sometimes and her act cute personality. But her slow songs are not bad and I'm sure many teenage girls out there can relate themselves to them.

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1. Hanged out with Pavan, Sykin and Ke Li today at Medan. Sykin told me her stupid bimbotic encounter in the library. Haha funny one.

2. Blackout at hostel just now. The whole apartment was pitch black. Keyi and the others lighted up candles in their unit and it looked kind of romantic. Anyway, since it was so stuffy in there, we decided to take a stroll around hostel. Okay, make it two since it was so windy out there.


Go out now and check out the full moon.

It's so bright and round.

-

Especially for you,

Good luck for exam tomorrow.

((:



Tuesday, April 27, 2010, 1:08 AM
You melt my heart.

Today I,

1. Transformed red paper clips into hearts. Exactly like the red one in the picture.

2. Made-over a very normal looking Rubik's Cube into something really sweet, I suppose. Hehh.

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Jade's 15486356432 (Okay la, one of Jade's) way to say I love you :

Write (or rather, paste) love notes on all six sides of the Rubik's Cube and scramble them.

Now, have him/her to solve it.

(:

xo


Monday, April 26, 2010, 5:46 AM
Watching you is the only drug I need.


I scream for ice cream.


Sunday, April 25, 2010, 6:08 PM
Breakaway.


Got a last minute call from my beloved cousin sister asking me to join her for Kelly Clarkson's concert tonight. She's got free VIP tickets as usual. But the thing is,

I actually said no.

I know right, I'm mad.

Shoot me.


4:11 AM
Forte.


For Chern.
For Meian.
For Hwee San.
For me.
For all of you.


2:33 AM
Chapter Thirty-One.

Hi.

I'm feeling a little sad. And I don't know why.

What should I do now?

Continue chatting.

Okay bye.


Saturday, April 24, 2010, 3:02 AM
Tonight I'll dream

of going to,
Clifton Beach, Tasmania.

Eiffel Tower, Paris.

The Colosseum, Rome.

Niagara Falls, New York.

Mount Fuji, Tokyo.

With you.


2:27 AM
Perky.


I miss you two bitches!

Don't say I forget you two hahaha.

xo


1:01 AM
This innocence is brilliant.

I hope that it will stay.



Avril Lavigne's latest Canon Commercial.
I fall in love with her over and over again each time I see this advertisement on the cinema screen.

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Okay so I've been watching many movies lately. But I'm to lazy to review them one by one so I'll just rate them with a little comment below.

The Lovely Bones
6/10

I suggest you read the book.

"My name is Salmon, like the fish. My first name is Susie. I was 14 years old when I was murdered on December 6th, 1973."
-Susie Salmon.


How to Train Your Dragon
8 + 1/10

The plus one is for the oh so cute looking and loyal Toothless, the Night Fury. This animation film is a must watch as it is marvelous. So totally marvelous.

Future X-Cops
2 + 2/10

Seriously, don't watch this. Don't waste your money. Only watched it because Hui Sian wanted too. The plus two is for handsome looking Mike He (obviously) and beautiful looking Fan Bing Bing. Hahah I know I'm biased.

Being Human
5/10

Funny how Jack Neo produced a movie that talks about human conscience when he's involved in a sex scandal. So, think before you do.

Kick-Ass
8/10

I love it.

Not convincing enough?

I LOVE IT.

So go watch it.

Ice Kacang Puppy Love
6/10

Despite the title of the movie, it is actually not bad. It is a Malaysian film. Therefore, don't expect too much and you'll be satisfied. But it could have been sadder. Because I was about to cry (HAHAHA).

Oh for laughs, look out for a hidden Mickey in the film.

Hint : Botak's sister.

p/s : Remember watching more movies than these. Did I leave out any, my loved one? (:


Friday, April 23, 2010, 2:55 PM
Recherché.


"I'm selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best."
-Marilyn Monroe.


Tuesday, April 20, 2010, 11:45 PM
Aurora.


If only I could extinguish all my bad thoughts like how people blow bubbles.

Blow them all out, let them all out.

Pretty pretty round round bubbles.

And one by one, I'll grasp them in my palm and watch them disappear in the air.

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I feel I've been lost. No bearings, no compass. I kept crashing into things, a little crazy, I guess. I've never been lost before. You were my true north. I could always steer for home when you were my home.
- Message in a Bottle.

I'm lost, no more.


1:08 AM
Trying to hard to hear it.


I wished I could just detach my brain for over-thinking. It’s exhausting.


12:07 AM
Love Poem.

The light breeze from the open window sent chills running up and down my spine. It's not that the air was all that cold—for a September afternoon, it was rather warm, in fact. It's just that my nerves were so fragile, so on-edge, that any unexpected movement could have set off fireworks in my heart.
'You ready?' he asked, clearing his voice as he lifted the tattered notebook from where it lay open on his desk.

I gulped and giggled nervously, not quite sure if I knew how to answer that question truthfully. Bryan laughed, too, and I could tell by the uneasiness of his smile that he was just as nervous.

Bryan's poetry was his greatest source of pride and accomplishment. Sometimes, we'd spend all day together and ideas would strike him like lightning, prompting him to pull out that notebook and jot down a note or two. Each night, he'd seek solace in his father's empty study, where only the stillness and the silence mingled with the moonlight, where he'd pour his heart into a poetic masterpiece.

Until that autumn day in my senior year, nearly two years after I'd first fallen in love with his mischievous smile, Bryan had never shared his poetry with another soul, a policy I'd always respected, despite the depth of our conversations otherwise. But this poem, he'd told me, was special. He'd been perfecting it for weeks, and finally, with me standing just inches before him in the privacy of the study, he was ready to share the most heartfelt piece he'd ever written.
'Go ahead,' I encouraged him, unable to stand seeing such worry hang over his gorgeous features.

Bryan gripped the notebook with both hands and moved his sparkling green eyes from my face down to the ink-covered page. 'It seems like I'll never truly get over you,' he began, his voice sounding stiff, but his words ringing sincere all the same. 'I'll never hear the word 'love' without feeling your heart beat in my soul/Never will I kiss a pair of lips without wishing they were yours.'

Bryan became more emotional with every word he read, still afraid to meet my admiring gaze, but comfortable enough to bare his soul to the only person who, regardless of difficult times and a shaky relationship, loved him and his inspired heart beyond all measure, whether he felt confident about it or not.
Bryan continued reciting the poem, even occasionally making quick eye contact with me as he professed his feelings in a way I'd never heard before. With every line Bryan read, every word he spoke, I was twice as tempted to run over and melt into his arms, to rest my head on his shoulder and numb his senses with the scent of my shampoo. I wanted to tell him right then and there that it was the most beautiful poem I'd ever heard, that his words touched my heart like no others ever had.

Still captivated by the sound of Bryan's voice as he read the final few lines of the poem, I forced myself to remain still. The overwhelming urge to hold him close faded as I began to drown in the reality of Bryan's feelings. 'I ­hesitate to kiss you sometimes, because I know I'll never want to stop/And while the clock ticks away the moments until we part forever/I can't let a second escape without telling you 'I love you.''

Bryan swallowed hard and stared at the poem for a moment before looking into my adoring eyes. He stood there like a young boy who knew I was his biggest admirer. 'Oh, Bryan,' I said breathlessly, clutching my heart as he sheepishly smiled at the positive reaction his sentiments had evoked.

'You really liked it?' he asked quietly, placing his hands over mine and pressing his soft pink lips to my forehead. 'I hoped you would.'
I nodded, resisting the urge to laugh at my overly emotional reaction to Bryan's words. Stepping back, I looked into his green eyes that were so full of hope. He stood confidently before me, finally ready to shout his honest declarations of love to the world, but reciting it to one more important girl in his life.

'Don't worry,' I told him, squeezing his trembling hands. 'Tiffany will love this. She'll love you for writing this for her.'
My heart began to crumble as he beamed at me, dreaming only of someone else's sweet kisses and loving embrace. After years as Bryan's number two girl, I could only hope that Tiffany saw in him everything that I did—a beautiful spirit, a caring soul and a heart that deserved more love than one person was capable of giving. As I sat back and watched their relationship grow, I hoped she knew how lucky she truly was.

As Bryan's gaze toward me conveyed an appreciative sense of friendship, I basked in his affection, however unromantic. It occurred to me that I was lucky to at least have the confidence of a friend whom I truly admired, and someday, Bryan might be privileged enough to hear my outpourings of love for another person—someone whom I hoped would admire me in the very same way.

Cortney Martin


Monday, April 12, 2010, 8:50 PM
Excruciating much, yesterday.


Remember myself playing this when I was young. I was so into it. So many colours, so many kinds. I remember seeing Mickey Mouse and friends also. Used to spend the whole day spinning this uhm, thing.

What is this thing called again?

And and, I want to be young again.

xo


Sunday, April 11, 2010, 11:11 PM
Burst balloon.


Today, I wished for nothing.

It's not about understanding.

It's not about trust nor faith.

It's about how much the heart can take.

You won't understand.

Maybe you'll realize when the time comes.


3:07 PM
Ain't that mister mister.

Your sweet moonbeam,
The smell of you in every single dream I dream,
I knew when we collided, you're the one I have decided,
Who's one of my kind.

As requested :

A picture of you.

Now smile.

(:

-

Bak Kut Teh tonight at hostel woohoo.

xo

Just in time, I'm so glad you have a one track mind like me,
You gave my life direction,
A game show love connection, we can't deny.
Hey, Soul Sister - Train.


Friday, April 9, 2010, 12:07 AM
Fairytale.

I raise up my eyes. He smiles at me, hugging me again. I lean my head against his chest. I close my eyes, hearing his heartbeat. He caresses my hair and kisses my forehead. I blushed in his arms.

I wonder if it also feels nice to have you braiding my hair too.

(:

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Someone mistaken my birthday is on June the third.

Sad.

I'll remember yours as February the fifteenth then.

Yes, I'm pretty much sulking.

HAHA.

-

I love making people realize things.

I'm happy when I can make my friends happy.

Oh, the satisfaction.




Thursday, April 8, 2010, 2:50 AM
My girls.

Dropped by Sim Ann's blog just now and found out she's in one of her worst condition right now. She's one of the five babes that I love a lot in my life. Therefore, this is to give her some moral support.

My dear Sim Ann, I hope that you'll be fine really soon and treat yourself better. Don't be ungrateful. I'll give you all my love okay. Be happy. Your smile so beautiful, must show off to everyone. (:

I DON'T KNOW LAH IF YOU GIRLS READ MY (RATHER) DEAD BLOG OR NOT.

But but but,

I miss you Rry!

I miss you Shieng!

I miss you Sim Ann!

I miss you Kar Mun!

I miss you Joyce!

I'm still here. Always here, for all of you.

xo, Yuen.



1:46 AM
Make us worthy.

Today, I feel so hurt. So miserable. That I feel like crying.

Today, I also feel so loved. So touched. That I feel like crying, too.

And it's all because of you.

One moment was like hell and the next, heaven.

Have you ever thought that maybe I know, I really know that you will find out but still did it?

Reminiscing the things you told me today, I really hope that I've got memory loss.

If only you asked me. I would tell.

With you, everyday is birthday.

Thank you for the bliss and also torture. (See, I really use torture).

I wouldn't have it any other way.

Love you, in and out.