Men cannot live on hate alone...
My knocking on heaven's door sounds funky....
I am going to have to check with Yong Xin on Monday...
and if I see David commenting one more time about his cooking....
*Heh
Saw a bra hanging from a tree today..
Ugh...I don't want to think about it...but...
How'd it get up there?...Xp
Little angel go away
Come again some other day
The devil has my ear today
I'll never hear a word you say
He promised I would find a little solace
And some piece of mind
Whatever just as long as I don't feel so
Hmmmmm.....
Class BBQ wasn't a disaster....considering the fact it was organised
one day before....impressive....
David's cooking is getting better to the point where almost everything
isn't burnt
Nice.....
I think there is a difference between loving with all your heart..
and loving with all you feel...
Ugh...My digestive system has yet to adjust to school life...
I think I've become close friends with the toilets in CJC..
It's a good thing they are clean too....
Beats those funky smelling SJI toilets anytime...
My funds are running low too.....seriously low....
As in...I think I only have 10 dollars for next week...
Time to collect debts....
Oh ya.....seems like the class is really warming up to each other
(reflecting how boring lessons are...)
but it's good....
and Yong Xin is just...Brilliant..
Suddenly that awkward silence
has become the haven
of my thoughts
Self
30/12/1987
Bleach
poetry
Rock
Pretzels