Hasn't been much of anything but I'm still thankful for it.
Thankful for the extra hours of sleep,the time spent at home and getting back the feeling of rushing homework.
=)
Thursday.
FOM project and Trix's 17th.
With our sexy teeth.
Had some time before having need to go for choir,so I went to Vivo.
It was a much needed 'alone time'.
Of course,I had my book and a scoop of ben&jerry's goodness.
I sat there, thinking of everything and nothing.
Because I was alone, I could be myself.
That emo,quiet,not much to talk about (wy knows tis very well) self.
Sure,I can be 'bright', smiley and such and still be sincere,but that becomes darn tiring sometimes.
I found talking to myself darn entertaining though.
Could actually make myself laugh.
HAHA
=)
I felt much more ready to worship God during choir practice.
Like my heart was there.
Wenyan was 'angry' at me though, cause I chose to read rather than talk to her.
HAHA
Because kahyuen was beside me,we end up doing stoopid but of course all for God moves together.
Such silliness can only be with her.
There was a moment of pure joy during one of the worship songs.
Felt completely thankful and joyful.
Almost nothing like it =)
Met up with wenyan and joeyboy on friday.
It was tiring but still a nice time.
I was a little low and tired cause its a friday.
Does that explain anything?
Lol
There were high moments though but some unmentionable high moments (ERHEM,joey)
Went to bugis AGAIN,at wenyan's insistence and bought 2 more tees.
So much for the n0-more-unspoken tees rule made by wenyan and me.
Headed to Queenstown and both wenyan and I bought new running/badminton shoes.
I felt tired just by looking at all those exercising stuff.
The laksa there is gooooood though
We then walked to Ikea and joey and I fell asleep while wenyan watched tom&jerry's in the kiddie room.
haha
At burger king.
I don't even know how to explain these shots.
lol
But these two 'shi tou' my world la. (haha,trademarked by pads)
I'm.....trying to contain my outburst of anger.
What annoys me the most though,is that whatever sign of slight irritation I might show,my bro would shake his head and tsked me saying, 'pms again...pms again'.
Dear brother,I ain't pmsing but I'm just real irritated.
What grates even more so on my nerves is that whatever slight case of blurness I show, like not hearing what the cashier told me and going 'what?', my brother would be so....affected by this imperfection.
He'd be real annoyed by my 'blurness' and go all bitchy on me, saying 'didn't you hear what he say???why cannot hear,deaf ar??'
It really makes me feel lousy about myself when it shouldn't at all.
All this while, I'd be ...control control...remain cool and calm.
If I don't and then show him 'attitude' in return, he would use the pms line again.
....!
Hopefully I can contain myself till I die or something, otherwise I'd be hearing another one of those talks from my dad once more.
.
AND SOOOOO SALLLY CAN WAITT
SHE KNOWS ITS TOO LATE AS WE'RE WALKING ON BYYYYYY
MY SOULLLL SLIDES AWAYYYY
BUT DON'T LOOK BACK IN ANGER
I HEARD YOU SAYYYY
-don't look back in anger,oasis
tryinggg.
trying indeed.
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