i haven’t seen you for days.
you have been gone so long and i can't feel your touch.
so i just want you to know, i miss you so much.
i sit here day dreaming after day.
that luring cute smile of yours just wont go away.
i'll wait for the day together you and i can be.
but for now i just want you to know..
you mean so much to me.
my life revolves around you, everything i do, and you’re what get me through.
my love is really true.
you're my one and only girl.
look into my eyes, you see no lies.
with you i want to share my feelings,
feelings so strong and pure.
i give my hand to you with all my heart.
from this moment as long as i live, i’ll love you, i promise you this.
leaving you a note with only 4 words, 14 letters, one true full meaning.
i love you, leanne.
<3
love is you plus me.
i love the way you smile at me.
i love the way you look at me.
i love the way you hold my hand.
i love the way you talk with me.
i'll clench my fist and do anything for you.
keep you out of harm and it'll always be true.
you're the one, i love you, leanne.
a short poem for you, hun. =D
you used to be my best friend and now that’s all at an end.
i just keep reflecting at the times we had then.
what happened has happened.
i got over it but now our relationship is all shit.
i still want to be your friend.
believe me i do but i never seem to get a response out of you.
did you move on ?
do you now have a new crew ?
i will never know because i can never get a response back from you.
i just look back on the good times.
not much of the bad times.
those aren’t the memories that shine.
we had a shit load of fun but now it seems like that’s all done.
all those great times we spent together, so many memories all in the past.
thinking we would be best friends forever, thinking our friendship would always last.
but somehow we drifted farther and farther away, slowly losing the bond we had.
i'm never sure if our friendship will be okay, keeping me forever sad.
was it i who had turned my back ?
or maybe it was you ?
is this really real ?
can this all be true ?
would really like to have a reunion dinner together soon.
westside story
to the person out there with more than 200 friends.
there’s no way you have more than 200 friends.
have you every tried to juggle more than 200 friends in seat life ?
it’s tiring. any more than 60 friends, that’s just impossible.
if they’re just people you met once, they’re not friends. get it ?
a legit minority use friendster/myspace to keep in contact with friends, but please don’t fall into the trap of being a face collector!
stop adding every person you have ever known, seen or heard about.
it’s pathetic.
despite what you may think, people are not trading cards.
they’re not to be collected.
my main point is, don’t be a stalker.
When I was a young boy, I had an extremely hot-temper and rebellious behavior. Grown up in a wealthy family. My parents were very stringent; even if they cane me umpteen times I also won’t listen. I used to have a group of friends who likes to play soccer at the neighborhood park. We actually set a time for our usual soccer game. Whenever I didn’t turn up in time they would come over to my block and shout my name. I’ll go out and play till dinnertime. My parents do not know what I do outside. Whenever my results did not meet up to their expectations, they would cane me using steel hangers. The deep scars on my leg and my buttock leave hurtful memories in my heart.
Soon, I learn how to steal things from a nearby shop. Stole ice creams, toys, chocolates. Get caught by the shop owner and he called the police over. Hands craft me all the way to my house downstairs and asked my mum down to pay for the stuff I stole. It’s a kind of embarrassing. My neighbors, my schoolmates all saw it. I feel uneasy whenever I’m alone. Everyone’s like bad-mouthing me. Am damn angry and went to throws eggs at people’s car. Doing it continuously and each time it went successfully. I feel comfortable seeing eggs hit people’s car. Neighbor told my parents about it and got myself caned.
Back into primary school days, I have a bunch of good Chinese friends. They were really nice friends. I’d hang out at their area mostly everyday. Though we always fought with each other about small matters, the next day we’re fine. These guys always have hell lots of activities to do.
When I was promoted to my new secondary school, I was super hyperactive and I actually went to press the fire alarm and got myself a caning. I was involved in gang-related activities. I got into merciless fights both in school and on the streets. I helped my friend to confront a guy and ended up fighting. Get caught by some teacher who happened to walk pass my class. Got myself 2 strokes and suspension. I neglect my schoolwork and always hanging around in the shopping mall. Whenever I speak, there would be vulgarity coming out from my mouth. My principle and discipline master have to cane me for assaulting students in school, exchanging words with teachers, destroying school properties. Almost get myself expelled for wrong doings. I never really like studying since the first day of school. From there, my schoolwork has been deteriorating. When my parents know about it. They were furious about my result and when they start caning me. I turn rebel and raise my voice towards them and I said all the hurtful memories they’ve given to me, but it didn’t stop my parents from punishing me. They went on caning me and giving me heavy slaps. Even then, I did not improve. Thing’s getting out of hand.
when I was in secondary two, I almost got myself a 2 years probation for bullying rival members in school. I earn myself a caning in school by discipline master. Few months later, I got into big trouble with my mathematics teacher, shouting vulgarities at him. Giving him a hard time in class. Got myself another 2 strokes. Few days later, I got into trouble my classmate. I strangled him for not lending me his books in class and get caught by my mathematics teacher. He initials went to report me and I got myself another caning and suspension from school. My principle had enough of me and is ready to expel me. But I was lucky that he changed his mind and let me continue my studies. It was an unquestionable miracle.
Fortunately I was able to promote to secondary 3 and from there onwards, I decided to leave my gang and I was lucky that I’m able to leave the gang without getting beaten up. I realized it’s not late for me to go back to the right track and I would like to thank my advisor and English teacher for understanding what has happened in the past and helping me up with my studies. It boosts my morale towards schoolwork. Participating every event school has come out with. My classmates that has been with me since primary school, is always on my back, encouraging me to go on. Months of preparation & stressing, and in the end it was all worth it, really was.
On my way to secondary 4, I know this group of volleyball boys. They were very nice people, which I’m hanging out with now. I’ve learned a lot of things from them. They made my life more interesting to live in. though I made a lot of mistakes in the past; they still treat me as their friend. Very appreciated it. As all of us have grown up, becoming more mature. Knowing that there are still a lot of things ahead in life. I treated them as my best friends. Best friends are so wonderful in everything they do. They make you smile they're always there for you, and no matter what you go through they're there for you to fall on, they still help you even though they know your wrong, and every time it's blurry they're there to make it clear, and when your feeling down they're there to make you laugh. They know all your secrets that lie inside your heart, it's like they've known you from the very start. They always make you smile that's just what they do. But friends will come and friends will go. The seasons change and it will show. I will age and so will you, but our friendship stays, strong and true.
Honesty in you : )
Before:
Been waiting for this day to come. Needed a rest, as it had been a hectic of weekdays. Busying with schoolwork lately. Exams are around the corner and yet I still haven’t open my textbook to revise. All right, cut the crap.
During:
Went to city hall to meet cool like cucumbers. We went to suntec for movie. Actually we wanted to watch flash point but the cinema doesn’t show flash point. So instead of watching flash point we went to watch skinwalker. Not a bad movie after all, if you understand the storyline. Would give it a 3/5. Amazingly, there were only 4 people inside the cinema. No idea why. Now I know the cinema sound effect is very effectiveness. The sound effect scared her easily and it wasn’t a haunted movie either. Nevertheless, she’s very funny.
After:
Went to friendly Mac for dinner. The only catch was; she actually has a tactic to remove the French fries oil. Well, I shall not reveal her recipe. It’s confidential I guess.
So after our dinner, we hang around in suntec and marina square. Like, merry go round ? haha. Oh ya, I missed out the fireworks at esplanade but she didn’t miss it as she can watch the fireworks directly from her crib. Good for her but not me. Westside people do have disadvantage too. Anyway, I had a good conversation with her and from there I get to know more about her. longhairlonghairlonghair, ha !
the exposure of DAMYI and co plans. Savvy, cocky, grumpy, deadpan, emotional and enigmatic, a man who’s so “real” towards crews. And once again DAMYI did it again, but this time round is different. DAMYI is very good in mind game. He knew his opponents were having big problems among their self. So DAMYI strikes it at the right time. One of DAMYI’s crew was actually the opponent’s good buddy but he turns rebel. Before things started to get nasty, his good buddies have to constantly deal with his horrendous behavior. Soon he rejects his good buddy helps and didn’t want to be candid/frank. Opponents were perplexed and till now they’re still confused. Above their heads was a big question mark. How in the blue did he turns rebel so easily ? What influence him to turn rebel towards his good buddy. Once again, thanks to DAMYI, the master who brought something, which contain great effectiveness that can destroy a roller coaster friendship. Opponents kept their plans confidentially and will think of ways to conquer DAMYI and co. why do all good things come to an end ? Opponents were feeling miserable and couldn’t bear to strike DAMYI and co. one of the opponents, Jose, hopes things would turn out well.
a priceless gift.
this is me !
it's a little weird looking at myself like this.
this isn't how i experience myself.
but different people see me in different ways and well, this is what i look like!
but who am i ?
i'm shunnie but that's just my name.
but my name isn't who am i.
neither is my age or where i'm from.
it's my thoughts who makes me who i am!
the things i believe and don't believe, like and don't like.
i don't like mechanical for instance.
i'm not very fond of machines neither.
i like natural things, like friendship.
wonder what's gonna happen when i die.
is there a soul, or i'll just disappear ?
well, i don't know.
maybe i should just do my best to make things better, right now!
we have to be kind, and smart, and think more about the future than past!
i'm sick of sleeping, getting up, brushing my teeth, showering, eating, going to school, to the toilet and going to bed.
but that's life.
that's the way we made it for ourself, but is this what we want ?
is this what i want ?
no.
i like natural things, right ?
maybe i should just fly away to a lonely island somewhere around this planet and live freely in the nature, like it originally.
i would probably not manage very good.
whatever.. we will see what happens, everything is possible.
Spanish/Italian commentators have a habit of dragging out the "goal!" for a long as their breath can hold and repeating the word as if they're trying to break rob post of record. or maybe they have something stuck in their throats. even if it's a simple tap in or a fluke, no sooner has the ball nestled in the net than they're off. go go go go ! goalllllll !
yahoo ! school starts at 1pm tomorrow. which mean i can sleep until 11am.
i'm so in love with weekends now <3
