The Day You Left Me Crying Alone
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Life has never been fair to me since the beginning. Can anyone define what unfair means to me?

Imperfectionist
Me, Myself & I

 

 emo. louis


 - 10th July 1985
 - neither cute nor charming in any ways
 - the one with a broken heart left un-mend

. my loud exhaust BUS!
. my old pot car!
. carebears (champ champ)
. my melody & Kuromi
. LIQOURS
. whip CREAMS !!!
. beach & nice ambience places

Tagboard
I'm used to Discriminations


Cliques
From Unknown to Acquaintance

. Agatha
. Angel
. Angie
. Annabelle
. Charmaine
. Cindy
. Cynnthia
. Ebel
. Elaine
. Gabriel
. Glenna
. Huihui
. Ivy
. Ivon
. Jassmin
. Joan
. Kerlynn
. Mark
. Meijin
. Nicole
. Peifen
. Samantha
. Shirley
. Steffy
. Stella
. Terry

Melodies
Musics of my life




Day 92 of agony
9:53 AM Monday, March 02, 2009

it's exactly 3 months. hais

it's been raining and raining. went town in the afternoon yesterday to meet up with jash, ken, glenna, shirley for lunch. after lunch, we went over citibank to do up some account stuffs. ron, gab and jas then joined us when we're still at CK tang, next was dinner at far east when sam and kitty joined us.

planned to watch movie after our dinner, but pat called and said ke le asked us to go over speedzone to celebrate angelia's bday. as the rain was still freaking heavy and our cars are parked at ck tang's carpark, all of us took a bus from far east to ck tang's bus stop. kinda fun as all of us have not took bus together for years eversince all of us got our own transport. after collecting our cars, we went over bugis to pick cynn up and then proceed down. ron and cynn left earlier, while the rest of us still stays at speedzone. after the beer beer and beers, i was pulled by paramount boy to pub hop. freaking freaking high after each pubs of whisky! from speedzone to brizo to abbey to speedzone again to abbey again to brizo again and lastly the freaking last 4 packages at abbey. overshot! that calls the end for the drinking.

next was supper at simpang bedok and then home sweet home. was it 6am plus again when i reach home? most likely eventhough i can't recalled.

hate the feeling when thinking came to my mind again when i'm back home after drinking! FUCK