i have alot of undone homework.

shit.


oh no,i think i am in love with my hairdresser!
i want to cry how can i fall in love with him he's TWENTY FOUR.

but there's a small,tiny voice in my that cries,"but he's hot!"


ahhh,ahh,ahhhhh.

okay i have to focus.
he smokes.
eww.

okay,forget him.



i am not looking forward to school reopening.
it makes me feel sick in my gut.
oh god.

i have decided.
i'm going to do it.



i found out that dominic is working as an associate manager now.
i think it broke my heart.
no,sorry that was an understatement.
it smashed my heart.
if i had to go to his mother's house to get my hair cut by him and sweep up the hair myself i would gladly do it.


i still want to cry.
i'm going to the scene at wisma atria. heard that its quite good.
but never as good as kim robinson +.
oh god DOMINIC HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME PLEASE CUT MY HAIR!

i sat in the backseat of the cab and saw my reflection in the glass window and thought,
i hate the girl i became.

my eyes began to fill up and i didnt want you to see it,
so i faced the other way and when you asked, are you okay?
i turned around and flashed the brightest smile i could muster,and replied, oh, peachy.
"thats not a happy smile."
and then you kissed me.
and we left it at that.


















you think you know me,
but really.you dont.
not at all.

you say you love me,
but do you really.

people say that loving someone is to allow them to hurt you,yet trusting that they wont.
its not love,when i dont even allow you to come close enough to be capable of hurting me.



he came bursting into the roof top garden
"wait.are either of you suicidal?"
"NO!" we went simultaneously


silently thinking to ourselves,
oh,if only he knew.

hi everyone :)

i just watched CSI and it gave me the creeps so i wanted to do something which would take me mind off what i had just seen. so i'm blogging :)

i'm going to trevor's place tmr,cant wait :D
i saw an ad in the papers today,asking for volunteers to shed their hair and go bald for the Breast Cancer Foundation and i thought,why not?
you know,its scary,but i really want to do it.

the only thing thats stopping me from doing it is thinking about hearing all the mean whispers from everyone who sees my bald head.
if no one would gossip about my hair when i go back to school,i really wouldnt mind to do it.

now i'm really convinced i should do it. i think i should ask someone about this first before i do it.
whether its a good idea or not.
i was thinking maybe to ask yvonne. or my counsellor,gerald tsai.
i wouldnt want to ask those people who would go,"oh,my god, are you mad? you'll look so ugly !"
or,"but its your lovely hair!"
i mean,i am,so sick of people like that,and some of them are my friends.
i mean like, so what? its only hair.

i hope trevor will approve of it.

i really dont get it. whats so bad about not having hair?
stop condemning and hurting those who dont have hair.
people are only insulting those who do not have hair just because they are not like them and,well, basically,they're different.



i fell asleep on his bed
when i woke up the next morning,he kissed me and said,
"Morning,sunshine."
then he smiled,and i snapped a picture of him in my mind,
because he was at his happiest. so was i.






the love between a man and a woman that they depict in romance movies doesnt exist.
i'm going through the phase again.
i dont believe in love.

make me.



someone,sweep me off my feet in a whirlwind romance
take me into your arms and never let me down
show me what love can be
love me with all your heart
make me believe in love again




i listen to the songs on the radio
steve tyrell
songs that make me cry
and i wonder.
how do all these songwriters write these love songs,
when the love they describe isnt even there to begin with?





they sell us a big fat lie
but we just believe it anyway.