fathers’ love

changing out of his pj’s, sacrificing precious minutes of sleep, waiting downstairs just so he can pick his eldest daughter from the bus stop, because it’s raining.

piercings.

no i’m not getting another one. yet.

i actually think a monroe piercing is kinda.. endearing.
I DONT KNOW WHY. seriously, i hate moles of any form on my face, and stuff.. but it’s attractive in an unattractive way.

and also a labret. not that it’s endearing, i just like it the end. right side of my face, a ring that will fit exactly, not those large kind, or the one with the barbell.

but they kinda hurt your gums. :/

yea i dont care if you think it’s ugly or horrible or i’m killing myself or worse, i’m sinning. (yea you can foff.)

goodday!

this is why i can never have pets

i just caught marley and me :/
the book made me cry and so did this movie.

urghhh tissues )=
i could never see a dog or a hammy die..

sigh

the ‘bad’ thing about having a maid in the house is that i cannot play my piano anymore. )= fuck

i miss being able to play as and when i want to.
now? must consider her feelings, or else would wake up and have a lousy sleep.

damn the days i can play at 3am and not feel anything but peace and happiness.

*screams*

i have no illustrator, photoshop, image ready, indesign. OMGWTF SERIOUSLY HOW TO LIVE MY LIFE )=

got dreamweaver also no use… *goes to corner to weep*

LAPPY OH LAPPY WHERE THOU ART.

i am loved

by yap kai xuan aka buttcrack aka ponyo rapist.

yay!

relief

today marks the end of year 2, officially.
i no longer have to see the people i don’t want to see, i don’t have to pretend to smile when people smile at me (i do not know you personally. it does not mean that if i see you often, i know you).

no more late night slogging for now.

i won’t have to neglect the people i love, i would have time for myself..

although i’ll miss my advert group, and my future wife, and my class(some people, in a weird kinda way..)

and best of all, i don’t have to run away, or hide.
and i’m thankful for that. i’m tired of feeling so anxious, upset all the time. i can probaby be myself, again.

lol

i did a test.. the results..

“Here is the analysis:

Although you are emotional, you have full control of behavior. Being patient is your unique quality.”

really? BEING PATIENT? LOL

papa

seeing dad come home from work, slogging his guts out (not literally) to earn money for the family..

money goes to the maid, and our monthly allowance, with the economy downturn, sigh.

and all i do is spend money oh, the guilt.. i mean yea fine what i earn is what i spend i’ve never borrowed money just to buy something.

but i feel bad like he bought my samsung phone for me, (i suspect he terminated grandpa’s handphone line to get it, then he got a new line for granpda).

and so much x100…

and as much i wish im close to my family i just cannot open up.

happy birthday grandpa.

i feel so bad i don’t know what your age is. i want to go to penang on friday but because you’re staying till wed, i can’t. ilu