:’(

i know i said i didn’t want to blog for now, but right now, i just feel so freaking down im crying like for the first time since Alevels i swear. so freaking depressing i just want to go to sleep right now. bye.

just be here, someone. anyone.

To the only constant man in my life,

HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY BRO!!!!

dont you think you look much better with hair like this?

(nods from everyone in the house)

*hinthinthint*

have a great dayyy:)

 

from your Nice sister who have nothing to give,

(HAHHAHAIAMPEMALAS)

 

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wallpapers and her obsession

me and yani decided to change our wallpapers and compare! (NO LIFE I KNOW!HAHHAHA)

i’m quite tired of putting up photos of me with family/friends as my wallpaper so i changed it to a recent photo of spaghetti yum yum… SO NICE RIGHT! :):):)  

and my sister, she’s quite tired of her so-called ‘artisitc’ shots (actually i think not That artistic ah!) being the wallpaper, soooooooooooooo, she chose the next best thing her life revolves around-

yesss, SHINHWA. 

*roll roll roll*

she’s OBSESSED with shinhwa.

i really really really mean OBSESSED. it has come to the point where her life really depends on it.

-she spends her free time youtubeing/google-ing shinhwa, shinhwa and…. shinhwa.
-her dream holiday destination is korea (when it used to actually be those europe countries or something)
-the only tune she sing is that of shinhwa (and it’s outoftune more than half the time -.-)
-she reads one of the members blog, WHICH, btw, is in korean. so how obsessed is she? she translate the whole entry HERE.

tskkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.

sometimes i wish her barackobama days aren’t over yet. at least seeing her going O-BA-MA!O-BA-MA! every few hours is much more bearable than hearing her laugh/giggle nonstop every minute watching shinhwa’s antics on youtube.

oh, there’s this one time she didn’t laugh/giggle for a long while infront of the laptop, so i asked her why. YOU KNOW WHY? because she’s sad they were leaving for NS, so she was watching their last concert. HAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII. okay la , not bad, the concert was actually quite sad. but stilllllllllllll?!?!?!?!?!?!??!!!!

seriously, the obama phase of her life was much more bearable! even though her blog was full of what’s-obama’s-latest-update thennn, and her noticeboard was terpampang bigbig photo of him (HAHHAHA okay this one i made for her, because the times magazine published a full page photo of him in a stylo pose :p ), it was BEARABLE!

but now, she didn’t even care that obama won hillary la seh!

sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

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[5 minutes later]

her: okay im going to save it under my ’shinhwa oppas’ folder.

me: shinhwa WHAT?

her: OPPAS.

me: -.-

her: aiyah, sorry la, i’m half korean what.

me: nooo, you’re half boyan. -.-

*note that we dont like to acknowledge that we’re boyanese since we were kids HAHA*

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[minutes minutes later (now)]

her:what are you doing (blogging about) ?

me: making fun of you and shinhwa.

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HAHABYE. FULL ENTRY JUST FOR YOU. TOUCHED OR WHAT?

WHAT!

deep shit.

past few weeks havent been that good, so i dont really know how to blog without offending anyone. HA HA. i wanted to put up photos instead but wordpress photo upload thing is such a painnnnnnnnnnnnnn. and 9oclock shows are getting damn depressing it’s getting on my nerves. and i know i shouldnt feel this way but really, past few weeks, i don’t see the point in a lot of things anymore. i don’t see the point in whatever i’m doing. i felt really really on my own. as in, one big bubble with me inside -in my own world. i got through the couple of weeks literally on my own. and then i realised, truth is, i’m really on my own. even family ties and friendships are so vulnerable these days i cant and i dont even want to depend on them. i dont even dare do anything because im scared one wrong move and itll break. we’ll break. i’ll break. like i said im turning into one hell of an antisocial selfish unfeeling person putting up a facade half the time, if you know what i mean. trust is an issue and will always be a problem. feelings are non-existent. i miss having the iminmycomfortzone feeling. i miss saying what i really feel. i miss being able to do something meaningful. but what’s the point. better be on my own, and save all the troubles. i know, what a pity, a lot of time is wasted just feeling like this. 

but, oh well…