autobiography
MELLEH. Name:
Pris.
Age:
20.
Gender:
Female.

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good ol' times
November 2004
September 2007
October 2007
November 2007
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
June 2008
August 2008

one-way out
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Thursday, April 24, 2008
ii.. ja nai yo
HAPPY BIRTHDAY HWAY!!!




the day started pretty well with my apel, i finally gotta see my new class. it consists of 23 ppl and only four guys. i dont knoe anybod well except for shining and pearl, so lets just hope evrythg works out well..

it was funny today how we went 'visitin' for val and kster's ssm. their class has quite a lot of guys compared to my grp's. sian... hahaa! they were doin their tray trainin, or whatever you call that. i think ssm is totally fun and apparently evrybod thot so too, except pops mayb. it is like a repeat of cs times, i think i said this before.

after waitin for the rest of them, we headed dwn to expo. there, me and denise managed to get the passes from the tutors to let us in. yeah~! after that we split. it was me, b, kster and potato. meow joined us awhile later. we kinda roamed ard and those pigs were searchin for food while i was too full to be eatin man. the whole thg was tirin, we drank a lil, ice-creamed alil, brochured alot, crapped alot, played alot, had fun alot. hoho! twas just great. we even saw daniel chia, mr goh and all the tutors basically. they were rootin for the tp yr3s who were havin some competition there. apparently they were doin really great, we could totally see the tutors beamin with pride! well, they deserved the respect and whatsoever. you can be a really great hotelier but that may not make you a great tutor. yet they produced sucha elite grp of ppl, bravo!

after that the grp of us chilled out a lil, rach and den joined us. it is amazin how easy girls can be enemies one moment and friends the nxt. i gotta admit i loved rach's humour, it is really that kind of egoistic comment you cant rebut.

after which we went to take bus but somehow it was left with the trio. gosh! the way kster ran for the bus was CLASSIC! me and b HAD to stop to laugh, we cudnt even continue runnin.. somehow he was just in a super gd mood and self-motivated highness the whole day but we are not complainin man cos we were totally havin a great time! =DD we watched harold and kumar after that. kinda no storyline too but the jokes were kinda gd but some parts, i just didnt have to see them. i love kumar's essay, twas simply beautiful, i shall try to find it and like post it cos i LOVE it!
after which we hung out even moreeee.... hehee! but today was fun, fun, FUN! たのしかったね! i dont knoe what to say anymore but yep, mayb it's a gd thg we are in different class now? cos we are havin so much more fun :)))

i was happily slpin on the way home and kor's msg woke me up and i couldnt slp anymore. many thgs started comin back, esp my past. one reason i'm not really lookin forward to datin now's ( somehow me and b's been talkin alot of datin these days and it alws ends up wither bein extreme, extremely hilariously or.. extremely.. extreme? lol.) cos i really think there wont be any guy capable of sharin the burden of my past with me. the best i can think of is, he prolly has similar experience but that'd also mean i dont want a person like that, that is how contradictin it is. it is like how bush cited to kumar when kumar asked bush why did he ban weeds whn he himself loves it? bush's reply was of utmost intelligence, at least thats what i thot.
he said sth like this to kumar, "well, do you like givin a handjob?" obviously kumar said no.
and he asked again, "then, do you like bein given a handjob?" to this, kumar replied yes.
sometimes, it is just as simple as this. human, we are weird and because of this, i am so lookin forward to psycho classes. the last was great..

well, back to my kor side, i really dont wanna screw it for him, it's his 21st after all. it might be one of his harder birthdays. i mean he has enough friends to last him for the night but it's gon be hard cos quite a few of us gon be absent from it. with bro, pei, kerr all in aussieland and me havin this kinda crap. it's gon feel imperfect and that really is the last thg i want.. kor's like really family and havin to skip this REALLY sucks..

endin with a song:



why must one tear open a healin wound just to tell,
of the existence of the scar, the hurt, the pain, the trauma?
cant turn back time but cant decide if twas right.
the past just keeps returnin,
how does one go abt movin on
if all you find is your own footprints
goin ard in circles amidst the scrutinizin world.
lettin tears wash dwn the wound,
is it a cure or a torture?

whats on her mind as she walks aimlessly
the rain and tears washin dwn her pretty face
with those lifeless eyes what sights does she take in
are they tryin to send out distress signals
or have they been filled entirely.. with emptiness
revenge keeps her flame of life burnin
but at the same time it is eatin her away

she needs a helpin hand
but she cant reach out
she doesnt cry nomore
tears just flow
like it is the most natural thg
she doesnt evn notice
until all's too late
she has to go thru this
it's part of growin up
she thinks
mayb some day it'd change
but what if it doesnt..

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