was supposed to blog about sunday's F1 helpout.
but i have yet to receive the photos. boooo.

will blog about it the moment i get them. haha.

off to soccer with tk and gang. byee haha.

my comp has got 2 unknown spywares.
its giving me lots of problem.

i cant open more than an IE tab.

the file cannot be found/deleted.

and what does that imply? GG

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李玖哲 - 别说


终於能笑著跟你互相问候
终於还是做你所谓的朋友
我把我放在最后 说不出图什麼 但就是假装不了对你冷漠

别说 还想我 那会放大了我 心中最后一点寂寞
别说 还爱我 那会摧毁了我 保持著距离的理由


现在我的心又因你而难过
现在你的心却因他而难受
你把我放在最后 说不出为什麼 但就是拒绝不了你的请求

别说 还想我 那会放大了我 心中最后一点寂寞
别说 还爱我 那会摧毁了我 保持著距离的理由

我没有你以为那麼的洒脱 不是爱或不爱都能随口说

现在我的心又因你而难过
别说 还想我 那会放大了我 心中最后一点寂寞
别说 还爱我 那会摧毁了我 跟你分开以后
唯一让我坚强的理由
因为你的心不只为我温柔

i'm not a god.
i can't read people's mind.
i can't possibly know everything.
neither am i good at mind games.

mind games are really tiring, especially when you get nothing out of it.

i laugh, i joke, i smile, but deep inside i'm crying out loud.
can't you see?

went to take family photo @ paya lebar.
think if can i upload them some day. haha.

cabbed to and fro. didnt pay a single cents! ha. the privillege of being the youngest. oops
$21 there $26 back. damn exp.

my sis happen to see the post as i was blogging, got scolded. lolx

some stories by my bro about his unit.

my bro: "eh whats your educational level ah?"
his friend: "PHD"
my bro: "wah. PHD? then how come you over here? tot u should be officer or something?"
his friend: "no lah. Poly Halfway Dropout"
my bro: "nb! LOL"

hahahahha. if me i cfm take boots throw him 1st.

taken from joyce's blog

i finally bought the mp3 i wanted. yay.
but i still dunno how the thing work. hence, i cannot use it yet. yay? -__-

i didnt get any new injuries while i play bball/soccer today.
seems like the moon is blue in colour tonight.

i could already sense the distance. i just refused to believe it until i hear it with my own ears.
been finding excuses to cover it, and keep myself going.

i know you've been trying to make things like how we are in the past.
i can understand how you feel, cause i've been trying to find topic to talk to you about as well.
and it worries me whenever that happen.

i admit i've hurted you, if i could undo those damage done, i'd do anything, just so that we can be like how we were in the past.

it hurts, to hear it from you only now, after all that lies i've been telling myself.

i really wanna go through it with you, but i wonder, what can i do?


you don't deserve someone like me. i'm sorry.

something so simple, yet i can never get hold of.

when there's a problem, don't avoid, go face it before it's too late.
but most people chose to avoid it. including me.

why?
because we mind and don't wish to hurt the ones we love.

and the real problem, is that we mind too much.

finally, my work ended.

do we have to spell out every single thing?

sick man on the run!


not saying anything doesn't mean i don't care
for im always thinking of you. yes you.



i could never ask for more
you've been the bestthing that happened to me
but i've been hurting you
slap me.

work's as boring ever. so far no job has managed to change that perspective of mine towards work. haha

but not bad lah. get to see new jokers everyday. oops.

then just now some jokers went change the language of the iphones on display in singtel shop to japanese, then pass to me ask me help them. my face literally went o.o

lucky its japanese, got abit of chinese.
imagine they change to indian, really gg.


hmm. do i look like a malay?


p.s: sorry for the late tag replies. too tired. online = check mail chat abit on msn/blog super short post then go sleep already. haha.

shimin's post nv fails to set me to think. i dunno why.

For every actions we made, think like the butterfly effect.
Every little act counts.
The slightest things can possibly make a difference to another even when it feels as though it's nothing to us.

'its the small things that happen in our life that makes it spectacuar'

ha. another think too much post.

sorry dear,
for failing to understand you and letting you down over and over again.
thank you for giving in time and time again.

it's not the presents that i want to see
it's not the hugs and kisses that i want to get
it's no longer about the number of time we get to meet
it's no longer about the amount of time we get to spend together
neither do i want you to make it up to me

perhaps, i'm no longer in the position to ask for anything.


up till now, i still don't know what happened.
what is it that i've done to deserve such treatments.

all those sms-es you've sent me, all those promises you made in the cards, and all the posts.
i trusted you.
and i know, even if we're to find fault in anyone, you won't be the only one who's at fault.
it's never one person's fault.

believe me, sorry is the last word that i will ever want to hear from you.
it's never the sorry that i wanted to hear, its the story behind.

the message i left for you that day, it's not that i'm expecting things to be as sweet as we were. i understand things tend to fade off over time.
but i just refuse to accept the fact that all these has to take place this fast.

all i wish for now, is for us to be like how we used to be.


that thursday when i met you, i was as good as invisible.
i spent days thinking of what have i done wrong.
thinking back of the things i've done, looking through the things i've said.
and still couldn't figure out what went wrong.

i admit, i don't understand you well.
but as far as i understand about you, you're someone who won't sound out your problems.
on the appearance you're one strong girl, but deep inside, your heart is as fragile as a glass.

i don't care who you are, for i love you for who you are.
i don't care what you've done, for im more than willing to forgive you for everything you did.


i miss those days.
what happened between us?
why am i being treated just like a normal friend now?

if the fault lies in me, give me a chance to atone for those mistakes, will you?

please, i can take anything, but lies.

it hurts.

happy 3rd month love. =)

damn sick. hate this feeling.
bad headache, flu, sorethroat, running nose.

there's still work tmr. booo