eat.eat.eat

playin with cutlery is so fun~!!

keke =>>
guess how mani ppl i have in my family :pp

shoesAreDbasisTo.aFoothold?

as usual.favourite slippers to school.
then...

in my lab..it decided to fail me.
first solution : lab mate babe said she wld help me tape it with black tape.

so hop hop hop.and she helped me tape it.then walk walk walk.it came off.
so hop hop hop.tried to tape it again.then walk walk walk..you know the rest..


so..i called one of my good friends to help me check out the shoppin arcade.
but......
bcos our lovely school's shoppin arcade did not sell slippers.how sad..
i had to rack my brains!
in the meantime i had to think of a solution.
and my good friend helped me once again!
he said.go to level four to find shoes~
i was like..who has shoes.
and its another of our friend's..he wasnt in school and he left his nice striking nike shoes in the lab.luckily i had socks right..so just nice.

so i had to walk up right..
then i borrowed one of my nice nice lab mate's sandals.his was like size 11?lolx!


okie..this story is goin to be reali long.
so..i took it..and slipped it on..fit!a little lose though.it was yellow =>> and i was wearin 3/4s so it matched a little!

but..i didn wana wear it truout..cos it wasn mine.so i was still searchin for a pair of slippers.
and my lab technician..who was so kind.said..blk 505 has slippers.
they didn even scold me for wearin slippers.when it was forbidden!
so.
after being comfortable in my new nice shoes, i decided to go to 505 to check out the slippers and bring back the shoes to school so my friend wld stil have it.

6pm : good friend and another friend accompanied me all the way to 505.and back.empty handed!
tell you why.
the slippers we saw at 505 were..real cool. : toilet slippers.you noe the white base blue strap kind?LOl!and they were like..hey why dun u get it..we can afford it for u.2.50! hahah =>>
oo well.so nice of them... "rollz eyes"
and then we walked all the way back to yck mrt.it was worthwhile..the test of friendship.
thank you good friend.you helped me alot that day.
oo did i mention.after gettin the shoes.i made a card for shoe's owner.with wires from my lab.it didn turn out to be that beautiful.but o well.he says he took one whole minute to figure what it was about.

so much for my creativity.
but...all in all.it was a happy incident.

i shall : treasure my slippers more
: leave a pair in my locker

haha.what if i didn have my friends tt dae.
wld i be hoppin home?
lolx

la-ing

dont ask me if i am doin fine
dont ask me if i mind
i cant even stand lookin into your eyes
how many it seen, the cries
dont want to be the next one
knowin you is close to knowin none
dont want to be decieved
you make sweetness venomed
your words are so free
why upon them, upon me
i hate your guts
the whole mind it shuts

movinON.to?

few minutes to 6pm
few hours to my presentation
few days to my attachment
few weeks to...i dont know what
lets leave the months and years aside for now......

its was an hour unworth of ear testing.while a really funny lecturer described the pros and cons about attachment.
it was a kinda mood lifter to know where i was posted to and the money i was going to get.
but who knows the down side!!!!!
maybe 5 half days?
maybe formal wear everidae?
my l.o couldn be found anywhere.keek!

the upside
:quite near my house
:pay is ok
:know a familiar face whos goin
:industrial park -- means i wont spend so much.


sighz.


its time to clear my desk in the lab.

its time to say goodbye to the nice place where i can sleep everyday from 12-1,eat breakfast,use the comp,talk to my friends,feel comfortable.
i totally will miss block s's air conditioned toilet with the full length mirror.

its time to clear the photos in my comp, the poems, the works.

i think i will post some photos of my lab soon.

presentation is tmrw.
dying.
report and aes on friday.
dying.



update when i reach home.
chaoz.

handDilemma

its going to be the end of the path.
a path i didn treasure as much till now.
i am goin to miss it.
the people, the laughter, the noise, the books, the scenery, the time, the scanning of cards even.
i can do a whole missing list.
sigh..

oo the story i was previously talkin about,
you can go yahoo and type, a story about a tree,leaf, wind.
interestin..!


why do people always say things they dont mean
wont it be better if they just dont say it


saying something should come from the heart.




i need a new hairstyle.



i know what i will miss the most.
the colourful wires from the labs.

will blog about some shoes incident soon =>>




~feelings are not meant to be tested~
~feelings are not meant to be played with~

your eyes betrayed all your innocence.


i dont like my fingers.
its weighing down my future.
how how how.

hurling.boiling.stewing.

todae.
i read a story at one of my babes blog.
its about, the tree, the leaf, the wind.
i really want to blog down the whole story.
it seems so applicable.
but heres the theme of it.

"a leaf's departure is because of a winds pursuit, or beacuse the tree didn ask it to stay"


what a way to express.relations.





how long before the tree treasures the leaf.

how long before the leaf leaves the tree.

how long before the wind comes and blows the leaf far away.

how long before the tree realises the importance of the leaf.

how long before the leaf gives up.

how long before the wind whisks the leaf to a better land.

time.give me.

sadding.

i love buffets.


what do words mean
when it cant be seen
indulging in something
the feelin is lingering
heart couldn be decidin
dealin with the timing.



FULLSTOP.
druggin.



time will tell.

yours sincerely.

a.thought.a.day

Find a guy, who calls you beautiful instead of hot.

who calls you back when you hang up on him.

who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.

wait for the guy who kisses your forehead.

who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.

who holds your hand in front of his friends.

wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you.

wait for the one who turns to his friends and says, "...that's her."

years.till now.whats from now?

oo..
wanted to say
al my poems are original!
yeah
i wrote them meself.
keke so it may not be up to standard.but it will always depict somethin.


cant describe whats runnin
the thoughts are dispersin
dunwan it to move any further
losing it,sends shudders
lookin towards,retrains
the eyes,where are the remains
time.is holdin it together
whats left to remember
judging didn come innocently
all these, momentarily?
show the real you
what you say, true?
questions will be left unanswered
empty promises can be showered




wrote this poem halfway.
and blanked out.
whirling.

shatteringTHE shattered pieces.

heart so filled with remorse
whats the cause
just by lookin.encouraged the pain
to upon the soul,stain
it was as if something had snatched
thinkin wasn far fetched
cant and wouldn understand
where the mind needed to attend
the bodies were callin
notes said why arent you comin
whiteness blew tears to sand
in the direction.bend
what was owned.now was taken
choices were returned
choosin the path.own decision
for another useless mission
decidin wheres the meanin
to meaningless holdin
hurt across flashed
pang of agony dashed.



~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~




last part of my poem


wanting back.was not bringing back
choices.made.one way track
regrettin lasts forever
cant say felt,never
alone facin the shatterin
tears wont be seen
silently watchin
internally hopin.



haha i dont know why but i dun like to blog down the whole of the poem.

the real meaning to a poem will only be known by the author.
i have decided.to take it out.
it hurt.
i never regretted havin it aniwae.
but the future does not permit me havin it.

it will just be a fraction of my past.



lost all my photos recently.
stil aint over the heartbreak
my heart was shattered.i mean honestly,who wouldn.
the worst thing is i have short term memory
so...mani things i rely on them photos.
but now.
it will be gone.forever.
i think i dedicated a poem to it.


the night is comin.
bats are flyin
~~happiness in me.is becomin~~

recognising pain.rememberin lost.

standing there in the rain watchin
across images were pourin
memories flashed past
they were runnin fast
all was turnin into ruin
in the pictures were no colourin
was it her eyes.was it the pupil
playin tricks on her until
she couldn control
she wished someone fortold
now its too late
now its all dead
it will be dried
cos by hands it was pried
originailty was in unspoken torture
there was no present no future
now only the past was striked
no more journeys she hiked
rollin down was enjoyable
as climbing up was unbelievable
this time they had gone too far
suffocating her, across her chest a bar
shielding, protecting or manipulating
choosin the latter, fighting
intentions were henious
scars appeared henious
scars appeared serious
drainin her emotionally
painin her physically
cornerin her psychologically
was it a wall
why was it so tall
did she hear a help call
it was pushin her in
it was pullin her within
two ways, she knew she weakened
redness deepened
its gone,gone forever
cried, refused to recognise never
her lips started to tremor
her fear was now a terror
it was true to the livin
false to the survivin
they were runnin fast
memories flashed past
across imahes were pourin
standin there in the rain watchin.




him,her,them,they,it,sweet,bitter,sour,salty,happiness,sadness,excitedness,emotional,madness,awards,trophies,images,potrayal,stories,colours

all.in.all
memories.
gone.
forever,and ever.