pri skool mates! i'm late as usual..1230 became 1250 =X sorry. slept late. thus. unable to wake up. lol.
well.. its been a long time.. lots to talk about. ate the same chicken cutlet at far east as we usually do.. yup. nice and cheap.
den we walk around everywhere.. talkin.. eatin some snacks on the way.. den we decided to watch bridget jones 2.. it was 330 den.. and movie starts at 510.. thus we went down to yoshinoya and talk talk talk till it was time.. just so much to talk about la.
the show.. it was rather funny.. tho some parts were a little boring.
love stories..
most of the time.
sweet endings.
but bitter at times.
we cant avoid it.
its part and parcel of being in a relationship..
unless people choose to be leading happy single lives.
miss the feeling of loving someone..but actually dunt remember how it feels.. even forgot all the horrible things and unhappy times.. mabe i chose to forget. i tink i did.
things are just as stone as it is. boulder perhaps. time continues ticking..life goes on. sad or happy. its up to us to decide..and be determined about it.
OK! back to topic.. drifting abit far. i watched bridget jones diary 1 like two years ago? so i cant rmb the story.. gettin kinda lost. haha. but i still like it on the whole..
den.. when about ta go home.. i realised my ezlink card was lost. =[ so we went back yoshi to ask.. dey said no. went to cinema. dey said movie already showin.. so if i want to find it.. its like at 925pm? so i left my contacts dere..please call back and tell me its dere.. bOoOo..
thanks to my frens too. both of dem supposed to go ta their grandma hse. but late becos of me..told dem to go first. but they insist on helpin me.. really. thanks. i'm so sorry.
i hate losing things.. its like the feeling. at one moment its wif u. the nx. its like u're never gonna see it again. den it like.. i'm all lost. i dun have my ezlink. how do i get home.. i noe.. there's the card from the machine for mrt and coins for buses.. but it aint the same. u get wad i mean?
it aint the card dat has been wif me for bout 4 years now.
it aint the card in the plastic holder that has been used millions of times.
it aint the card that has a few hundred mcdonalds points.
it aint the card wif your hilarious primary skool photo dat has the constipated face.
it aint the card.den once again i'm left all alone. frens off to their gramps. and its time to go home. i stoned all the way home.. just thinking. and thinking.. someone please find my card and be nice to return it to me? becos i'm gonna cry soon. u can finish out the fare inside..watever. but please return it after u finish using it? =[
now i'm on a binge. its like the chinese meaning of "jie jiu siao chou" just that the "jiu" is replaced by food.. bote $2 of fried beehoon and a HUGE fishcake.. 2 cookies and one brownie from mrs fields.. CRIES.
i'm not mad.. perhaps just a little too emotional..
why do i have to think of you every moment even after 7+ months have past. and why dun i feel happy from the bottom of my heart.this can be a happy night for anyone living in this world. but its my own perspective that the dim lights from the lamp posts along the path to my house has casted long lonely shadows of me.
