i was blog hopping when i come across a blog whose belongs to a gal. i have no idea why she has so many things in mind to buy, she shops in shops, she shops online and she shops overseas.. ohh well, i have no clue how much is she earning each month but i noe shes spending a hell lots on physical stuff to beautify herself. im not envy as i find it so ironical.. she complains that shes broke and she juz kept spending and adding more items to the wish list. insane.. pure insanity. yes, i believe most humans behave like that.. knowing the fact that the account is bleeding and yet cant resist the temptation to spend. okie, maybe being beatuiful is her top priority but to mi, its so superifical. come to think of it, besides wanting to buy the u-zap, i have nothing in mind to buy.. the last shopping spree was in jan - in BK with the group of frenz, its abt 5mths back. its partly because im gng back to sch so i wanna save more and partly.. there are nothing attractive enough to lure mi into buying. so i guess my wish list is abnormal enough to have one item. dun ask mi how much i have in my account after saving for abt a year aft my graduation in NP.. coz, its such a peanut to mention but at least im trying to save enough to cover all the expenses i need in NUS life.
in this entry.. besides mentioning the whole rubbish above.. i wanna say thanks to andrew, kelvin, lydia and especially to jiming. to andrew.. i will regain my smile soon, to kelvin.. yes, i wanna be the strong gal u used to know, to lydia.. both of us will find a solution to the shit we are facing.. thks for being there. and lastly.. to jiming, love receiving overseas call from u.. to know that i can still rely on u when in times of sorrow.. thks for being there always although you are so far now. im looking forward to u coming back.
i used to tot.. love is something nice to embrace.. but it can hurt you twice as much if you fail to control it. i seldom get emo when listening to chinese love song.. but 2 days back, i had my first attempt. im losing the feel of the rs - thats wat i told him in the car, uncontrol tears juz flowed.. im tired but he asked mi to hold on.. i wanna let go so much but he insisted that we shld juz try one more time. tears continue to roll.. i unwind the window and lit up my fag and got choked coz.. my nose is blocked.. i wish the wind could carry with it all my sorrow and tiredness.. and i know the fact that i still love the person whos driving mi in his car, making the wrong route and tried to locate the right one in order to send mi back home safe and sound.. but rs seriously doesnt survive on solely on the name - love.