the roads are getting nearer
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Wednesday, December 26, 2007
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sometimes i feel like a totally useless glass figurine. unable to do anything well. just standing there, even being treated as transparent. when something works out, it's overseen that it was there. when something fails miserably, it's just pushed off the surface and shatters into millions of pieces upon contact with the cold, unfeeling ground.

this i suppose, id the definition of life for me. ever since i knew the harsh reality of this world, everything is just sadness behind temporary sweet and tasty wrappings that wear out at different rates. there isn't real happiness, for what makes one happy also makes one sad, eventually.

chalet was a catastrophe. we had pretty good ideas in the first place. but no one bothered to follow-up. even the food is ordered last minute. we didn't bother to make sure everyone knows that they are invited to the chalet. what a failure. it's just set backs after set backs with no one trying to improve the situation. is everyone tired trying to keep up a facade that barely shields the sorrowful truth? or is it no one bothered at all and i'm just making myself look like the girl who sells matchsticks?

everything drains me, it'll be nice if even something small yet brings a smile to me be the last thing i know before i suddenly leave this insane world where crazy people deem themselves sane ;

for one never knows what the others are really thinking from what they say they are.

belated x'mas to all(: *

about ;

- m i n `]] -
4n o8`
ex- mayflowerian.
cedarian.
handbell.is.LOVE(: forever.
officially 16.


desired ;

better time management.
good results.
日本語
more bags, clothes, shoes etc.
M A N G A. anime & romance novels.
contact lens.
viao sr laptop. (✧‿✧)
ripcurl wallet.
learn how to play bball.
grow taller.
shed off excess fats.
more allowance. x:
straighten my hair.
ear piercing.

adores ;

silver.
black.
white.
dark red.
baby pink.
different shades of purple.
acting crazy.
listening to music.
reading random stuff.
singing to herself.
STARS&crosses.\\-*

chat ;



links ;

anusha
chandel
charlotte
chekseen
deepashini
diying
enrica
esther
fourfriends(:
genesis
geraldine
gillian
handbell(:
hannahloke
huijun
isabel
jaanani
jiahui.senior
jiahui.junior
jiangweiting
josephine
junling
larissa
liuqiong
magesh
marlene
rebecca
sangeeta
shannon
tressa
weihan
xinlin
xinping
yeesuan
yuting

archives ;

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xx June 2007
xx July 2007
xx November 2007
xx December 2007
xx January 2008
xx February 2008
xx March 2008
xx April 2008
xx May 2008


credits ;

images; deviantart
brushes; none
fonts; dafont
designed; j-wen
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