:(

alright, so I am not asleep yet.

And I need someone to tell me, why the hell am I missing him? Awwwwwwwwww. God awfully sad. Miss him is one thing, him not missing me, is another. Boo.

waking up the idea

yes. That's what my very pissed off parents and brothers will say to me, 'you got to wake up your idea man!'. Yes. Lyy is waking up. Yes. No more late nights, no more! No more waking up late! No more! No more fooling around doing nonsense. No more! But but but. Just about 2 hours before I decides I need to wake up, I did a nonsense checklist of what I expect from a bf. Yes. I am always full of nonsense.




And the most ridiculous thing is, I forgot to add in the most basic stuffs. No.1, the person must not be attached or married. No.2. No. There's no No.2. Kinda basic right? Haha. Alright. Nonsense me need to go to bed. Good night world. Time for me to be all serious and stuffs.

can i say something?

OH ME GOD!

=(

just yesterday, as in sunday night, I was telling my fren that this year, from the horoscope, my health will be worse then the last. And just last night, I diarrhea-ed 3 times. One at 2am, one at 6.20 and another one at 710, (alright, so its morning). And finally get a good sleep only to continue 2 more times at like 12+pm. Oh god. Just what is happening. So Sian. My health last yr wasn't good to start with, and if this year were to get worse. Den it would be really bad man. :( and I am having major outbreaks, again. That spells boring. Lyy is sad.

Hais. Why why why? Why? I ended last year, sick. And I started this year with a swollen eye and flu, and now, stomach problems. I felt so weak and tired today. Din know diarrhea will causes one to be so tired and such, I hate diarrhea. :(

Met up with a secondary school classmate today. And on saturday night. It was Wow, yes, with the capital W. Basically saturday was a wow day. First I went to Baby's dad birthday at Baby's dad's boss's place. And where is it? At The Cove, at Sentosa. Now, The Cove at Sentosa is like. Wow. Yes. From what I heard, it costs about 50-60mil per house. And if you are the agent who sold that, you generally don't have to work for a few years. Okay. Maybe a few decades. That was really wow. 50mil. My god. And the monthly maintenance is like 3 to 4k man. Den. Met my old school classmate. He changed a lot, for the best and good. His changes shocked me. But it was good. Good for him. I wish him all the best, sincerely, from the bottom of my heart.

Alright, I am tired. So. Good night world. And I still love that elephant over there. :)

bad bad start.

really bad. :( and Lyy is sad. Maybe Lyy is human is after all. Maybe she does long for someone dear. Maybe. Maybe.

But. What can she say? He's back. And things are still not improving. Worst. Its getting bad! She tried. But well. Its just not her to be all nice and hospitable. But. She really tried. Really. Really. She even agreed to soccer. My god. Since when does she even watch it?

But well. Who knows? Maybe just forget it. The character don't match. What she wants he can't give (and we're not talking about financially and all the material goods). And what he wants, well, she can't give in too.

She tried. But. Who knows about the boy? 1) There are no trust. 2) There are no trust. And 3) There are still no effing trust. Yes. And lastly, 4) He can't give her the simplest thing, the updating. The informing. Ya. He can't.

And now I realized something. Like 'Omg, it took me so long!' to just realize that, he's like an unleashed dog. And the more I want to leash him, the more he'll leave. Omg!

And Chandra mentioned something, 'why do you always meet guys like that?' and my! That hurts.

Good night world. And hello and goodbye.

/me sings
I don't wanna be without you baby
I don't want a broken heart
I don't wanna take a breathe without you baby
I don't wanna play that part.
I I know that I love you.
So let me just say.
I don't want to love you in no kind of way, no no
I don't wanna broken heart
And I dun wanna be a broken hearted girl.


A broken hearted girl indeed.
I dun wan a broken heart!

sick. At the start of a brand new year.

I was having my favorite cup of coffee when I begins to feel weird. (yeah, kind of boring way for me to countdown to the new year) but well, at least the coffee is good. So anyways. I started to feel really bad and I was home by what? 2am? That's really lmao. And the weird thing is, I was falling asleep on my fren's car at like 10pm. I've never fallen asleep at like 10pm man. Oh man. Weird.

Anyways. Some believe how you start your year is how your year's gonna be. Oh. I dun wanna be sick throughout the year man. : ( so sad. Lyy is so sad. And I still hate the boy.

Point No.1, he din text me when he reached his destination. Point No.2, he din text me the whole of his days there. Point No.3, he din text me when he arrived back home. Point No.4, he dun pick up my calls but text me instead. Point No.5, he knows I hate this kind of behavior.

Now tell me, who'd rather text den pick up the phone when one's sleeping? Not me, for sure! I'd rather pick up den say 'yes bee? I'm sleeping..' than to not pick up den text saying 'i'm sleeping .. Etc nonsense.. Etc..' yeah. That's just me. And I can't help but think he must be up to no good. Like, 'duh! Obviously!' Oh. Maybe he's attached. And his girlfriend's a stewardess. So everytime she flies, he meet me. And when she's back, den I'm out. Who knows? Oh well. What to do? : ( sad la.

And thus, all I can do is, forget him. And let him be. Alright. I'm fainting soon. Good night world. And may this year be a smashing good one that'll bring in tonnes of wealth and good health, and may this year brings you happiness and joy.



Ps. Hopefully it'll bring me a good boy too!
And I bloody forgot what else I wanna say. -.-



So, good night world.
Love,
Me.

Fuck the boy. Yes. Fuck him.

merry christmas?

alright. This post arrived a little too late. Basically nothing has been going well. And mostly bcuz of work. It spoilt every single festive mood I have, when I already have very little mood. Firstly. His departure. Secondly. Well. Work. Yes, its killing me. Hais. Moodless to even say anything. I baked and baked. And I still feel very down. I kept wondering, why the hell is she like this. Really. Man. I feel so depressed. Totally.

the lacking of 1 makes everything impossible.

plain flour, tick.
self raising flour, tick.
baking soda, tick.
brown sugar, tick.
choc chips, tick.
butter, tick.
vanilla essence, tick.
icing, tick.
blended oatmeal, tick.
decorations things, tick.
sugar, tick.
salt, tick.
walnuts, tick.
weighing scale, tick.
measuring cups, tick.
everything EXCEPT for BAKING POWDER, TICK.
and that = sian.

YES. SIAN.

why sian? bcuz that means i cant work on it immediately.
i got to go down cold storage (YES, my favorite place)
to buy it.
and that means i got to bathe, MAKE UP (yes, i'm hideous that kinda way) and go.
WA LAU EH.

SIAN.

talking about r/s. i think its risky.
and i dunno where my fighting spirit went, SERIOUSLY.
i used to be GAN AI GAN HEN.
but now. NO. DUN WANT TO FALL IN LOVE ONLY TO FALL OUT OF IT AGAIN.
YES.

i dun want.

told you, its not gonna be easy.