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15 May 2004


Well it seems that my blog is quite popular! HAH! Maybe it's just out of curiosity? spite? who cares?! woohoo~

~ { 9:55 PM }
drops of jupiter


05 May 2004


Mahjong is EVIL.

On the Sunday before my E-commerce exam (Monday), i lost $37.50.
On the Tuesday before my Marketing exam, i won $3 (Wednesday). WTF?? &^%@&^%&^@

Anyway V says to add a tag board and market my blog.
He says my woes are far more interesting than say....HIS.
Ok...but the problem is,(as i told him), on my blog, i vent about my stories in life.
Without knowing the stories, my blog don't appeal to anyone.

So, does that mean i gotta blog my stories?!
I just might!

WHO AM I KIDDING????
I live for these stuff maan.
Catch new and exciting updates! (sounds so commercialized)

Ok and i'm really sorry to the people i pissed.
SORRY AH!
PAISEH PAISEH.
:)

Who am i kidding?!

~ { 12:59 AM }
drops of jupiter


02 May 2004


i just read through my blogs and i realise i'm a sad sad girl.
Leave me your comment, people.

Tell me, snitch on me, bitch about me, hate me.
I'm another fucking piece of rejected being.

Oh, and to my friend:
i wasn't lying when i said i love you forever.
But maybe you were.
Who knows?
But it doesn't make a difference anymore.
I hope you don't read this.
I hope i dont' publish this.

Good Night People.
I hate me.

~ { 2:01 AM }
drops of jupiter



I'M BACK!!!!

ok i've finally procrastinated enough and went to retrieve my password to my blogging webbie and guess what?!
All along, it had been the username that was wrong!
Just imagine the horror of the girl/guy/gay/lesbian who keeps getting LOST PASSWORD emails! hah! Sorry ah.

Anyway a few ppl have bugged me about updating this blog.
I wonder what's the draw eh?
Didn't even know ppl were interested!
Didn't even know ppl knew it existed!
Anywaaaaay.....

MONEY IS EVIL.

No, no..don't listen to whatever the diet coke can says.
WARNING LABEL : do not, and i REPEAT, NOT take ur chances.
Why the relevation?
I just quarrelled with bryant about money.

Ok, i'll shush.
Don't hang ur dirty linen out in public eh?

Let's see, what's been going on in mah life?
Absolutely NOTHING.
So readers, shoo.
Don't read, don't bug me and don't leave a comment.
I HATE YOU. GO to, i said, GO to.

I miss my friends, yes, those few miserable ones i have left.
I miss them!
HEY you! Call me out sometime yeah?!

I just remembered something: this is gonna be one damn long blog.
Pull out ur cushions, popcorn and gigantic bottle of water and chill.

HYPOCRITES.
They call me one. Yes, i am. I never said i wasn't.
But look in the mirror eh?

You say i smile at you but snitch behind your back?
Ain't that what you're doing? (all that gossiping)

I ruin ur reputation behind ur back?
Ain't that what you're doing? (and yes, i'm talking about little white there!)

Yes, go shopping w/o me.
Yes, go to excursions w/o me.
But please, HYPOCRITE, DON'T invite me along to bloody reunions with all that pizzaz.
I shouldn't have bought it but i did.

Yes, i should remind myself never to trust anyone again.
I have been degraded to being a loner.
Yes, yes, the 'outgoing, sporty' girl has come to this.
But, i would rather.

Beacuse take a good look around you.
I would have been true to you forever.
Work is work, play is play.
I don't mix them and i don't regret anything i said.
I said my peace back then.

But as i said, take a re-al good look around you.
Cm'on.
You don't really think i'm the only one with all that daggers pointed at you?
What about your loyal dog(s)?
Dogs bite.
Yes, they do.
No matter how long you've been feeding them or taking good care of them.
They bite you in places you don't know, don't realise, and won't EVER know.
You'll find out soon enough.
Silent is the killer and forever will be.

And YOU there, the other girl, yeah that's you alright...
Too bad for you i snitch and too bad you got so close to the flame(aka me).
I will burn ALL your clothes away.
And what do we have left?
I've got nothing to hide. NOTHING.
So why should you?
People might add spices to a story.
But what comes out of MY mouth are facts. F-A-C-T-S
No glamour, no make-up. Pure juice through and through.
And boy, weren't they lapping it ALL up so hungrily!

So HYPOCRITE i am, and HYPOCRITE, i'll always be.
Hypocrite YOu are.

Now i rest.
Case closed.
Peace out.

~ { 1:52 AM }
drops of jupiter