i seem to get myself a lil' sick whenever the exams are around.
sigh.
anyway, today was rather HUMID wasn't it?
may the days be windy.
i was home alone yet another heaty day.
and then i came to a conclusion.
sabrina & linda has to help me out with the exams big time.
when my mobile's dead, she's really dead.
seemingly lost in the sahara desert.
no one knows.
i had no calls. jus a couple of expected messages.
wasn't that just GREAT.
wasn't that just PERFECT.
i'm lonely. just perfect.
well, at least i do exist in my own lil' world, that is, i know i'm not asleep.
we might just sit there all night and talk till dawn.
read to each other and lie in peace.
who are the we?
it's ME.
only ME.
sigh. this speaks of seeking some good ol' chums to be with.
i miss hanging out with my pals.
ok, let's not talk about mushy missing around stuffs.
this morning, i was awaken by the continuous ringing of the phone,
i greeted the caller unwillingly,
to find it was my grandaunt.
groan.
a lil' hesitant i was, about saying much to her,
she started giving me encouragement & motivation with my studies.
something else she said made me jump,
"you don't dislike your grandaunt, do you?"
"of course not!" i replied with surprised feelings.
"everyone loves you, so you must love yourself. even though some of them do not show they care for you, it's because they do not want to show prejudice amongst the other children."
"yes, i understand." i had to say with total respect.
she even invited me for a lone session with her for high-tea or something.
but i had pushed it till my exams are over.
mans.
i'm so vexed & tired.
God, save me from this drought.
i'm dying inside already.
even though how hydrated i am.
(been flooding my system with WATER cus i've caught that darn cold)
women like smart men who love women.
even when they don't know a thing, and they pretend to know, they seem rather charming.
however, with other men who don't love women, but themselves, should perish.
a perfect man fails to cease.
but for him to be perfect to a women, it's simple.
but any woman DETESTS sharing her man.
ask any woman.
do not sell your happiness. he won't buy it.
true happiness is what counts.
sometimes i would like to see how it feels to live my life again.
i'm sure i would make the same mistakes.
i'm sure i would create the same troubles.
but then again,
i would love to go up to heaven to see
that video of what i had done for my entire life.
bad deeds vs good deeds.
what more can i expect?
but to expect more for myself, to live my life properly now.
men like smart women.
men are creatures that interest women.
women are creatures that interest men.
is this just too long an entry?
let's say au revoir then.
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