"But love is not fashionable anymore, the poets have killed it. They wrote so much about it that nobody believed them, and I am not surprised. True love suffers, and is silent."

- Oscar Wilde

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hahahahaha. ok you know what? my little cousins are so funny lah. one of them just called me just now and asked whether she could sleepover since school's out and i said sure, why not ( Read more... )

finally over.

( have a a break )

I bet you could never tell ( Read more... )

today's paper made my head spin and spin like a merry go round and then it made me go WTF?! three times. (haha, those who took the paper will know what i'm talking about)

anyway, it's over! 3 papers down, 6 more to go. the real deal begins next week. 6 papers in 3 consecutive days.

all that aside, IT'S FRIDAY I'M IN LOVEand i'm gonna hit the sack ( Read more... )

i have a big fat headache right now but hey at least i can sleep tonight without having dreams (or nightmares) about rocks and landforms, atmosphere, monsoons, el nino, coral reefs, karst landscapes, rivers, waterfalls, meandering streams, mountains and all that effin terminology and truckload of theories about how they are formed. (i loved some ( Read more... )

did we ever exist before now?
or were we just sheer gossamer
almost there but not quite
we glimmer under the faint sunlight
and slowly fade into shades of gray

when you put people on pedestals
they'll seem perfect no matter what
and it's harder for them that way

but if they barely existed to begin with
then hey,
just a little stain
will cause you pain