and the famous question is....

where too tonight?

it is a friday.

so!

tonight....

i want to go to the moon.

i want to hang my legs on the moon and tangle my hands in the air.

i want to catch all the stars *as many as i can*.

and i will keep all the stars in my pocket.

if there are still more,i will put them in the pail im bringing along to the moon.

its my secret. shhh, dont tell the rest because the moon is only reserved for me. (: i am stingy! cos i want all the stars.

pls make reservations if you wish to enjoy your friday night!

over in this drawn picture, is moi!

and im happy catching stars on a friday night.

and all i have to say is,

THANK GOD IT'S FRIDAY.

AND...

i just want to have fun!

sometimes, you just have to enjoy what you have and make no complaints. (:

bye bye. i am off to the moon. *ta*

love in the first degree - bananarama

so,i stand accused. :)

P/S : it is my first time putting a videoclip on my blog. *waves spastic hands in the air* WEE! i did it! (=

big girls dont cry. over a guy. (:

UPDATES

1. i am still missing my fei-T's a whole load! i feel like just calling them up and telling them that i will be in front of their house in 15 mins and i demand they get in the car when my driver honks!
2. i checked out tnt kickboxing! i am quite serious about this and i will be going for trial on monday. okay,i cant wait la. its time my words became substance.
3. i need to do my nails! they need oxygen so i demand i get it done tomorrow. no BUTS!
4. my eyebrows are a bush now! okay just exaggerating because its hardly there at the ends. i just need it properly shaped with the arche.
5. i did henna tatoo on my right hand! okay this is to make me look more indian. wait, the colour isn't that dark so this failed. but i plan on doing my feet. i might scare people. then again,when dont i?
6. i am short in cash! question is when am i NOT? okay i make do with whatever i have.
7. i think its time i cleaned up my room! alright,since im pretty free i might as well do it right? maybe i should when i find the time. no,its still in order and that jazz but its dusty.

perfectionist stuck in a procrastinator's body.

this is hard trust me. but it gets better. from time to time.

who cares..... *poof* im off!

then i realised that i've NOT let go of you and never will.

sometimes,

when all i can do is hold on to the memories,

the memories we shared,we had.

i cry......

the tears the laughter the pain the smiles

everything that we had together.

i tear but i smile.

i look at the pictures.

they bring back alot of memories.
everything sweet,nothing bitter.

i continue staring at the pictures.

and i remember the days.

i remember that day.

and i still tear.

i wonder why get all so emotional.

sometimes i just cant help it.

and i miss you.

alll of you.

I MISS....

i miss the morning talks in school, everyone wanting to speak and no one listening.

i miss irritating the prefects with you simply because we didnt want to stand outside class.

i miss sitting in the group talking, absolutely about the same thing everyday!

i miss planning to skip class with you but end up not doing it because of miss conscience thats ME.

i miss going to the toilet with you and standing infront of the mirror like its a camera.

i miss lying down on your lap while you put me to sleep.

i miss you playing with my hair,my hand.

i miss the times we use to sit in math class and be quiet but look at each other saying "im sleepy".

i miss yaking yaking and yaking with you during history while we do our pseudo listening best.

i miss going to recess with you and making so much of noise in the canteen.

i miss the times we made the prefects angry and how we just didnt care a less.

i miss walking back to class after recess and spanking each others asses.

i miss the times we use to 'play sick' in class simply because we were sleepy.

i miss walking out of school with you, and over the field where everyone could hear us.

i miss the goodbye session we use to do everyday outside school, that made a scene.

i miss singing in class with you, practically everything we've tried.

i miss rambling on about the teachers in class.

i miss the noise we use to make that made our class mad.

i miss what we do best, making all heads turn.

and.......

i just miss you.

my loves.

this still makes me smile.

I LOVE YOU

she just ended the call. oh well,at least she'd STOP. i hope.

so FINALS are over.
yes,i said it right.
OVER!

and then the break comes in.
and thats what i want.

my bed keeps calling me.
my friends keep calling me.
my friend' keeps calling me.

im wanted,bad.

time flies dont you think.
it was just yesterday when i was saying.
"oh i cant wait for college to begin".
yade yade yade.
and now,im done with this sem.

okay.
list is up.

1. i need a full body massage.
2. i need my mani and pedi.
3. i need hair treatment.
4. i need a foot reflex.
5. i need to wax.
6. i need to thread my eyebrows.

have you realised that everything mentioned needs something?
WHY WHY WHY?
i need the $$!

its all cool.........
no. 1 and no. 4 is on saturday.
no. 2 will be on friday.
no. 5 and no. 6 will be tomorrow.
no. 3 will be a NO NO?

ah,that is UNnecessary lar.....
im getting bored of it. *sigh

so,i gave him a foot scrub earlier tonight.
and i get extra extra on saturday,hopefully.

argh!
i am being PLAIN lazy.
is it wrong?or is it a sin?
okay okay.
i am sorry,blame it on me.
bleh.

Oh wait,i want to take up kickboxing.
HAHAHHHAHAHAHAHA!
what a joke eh?
okay,i am quite the 'gempak' actually.
'gempak' you know.......
its like so "gila babeks".
my stlye,lar right.

so yade yade yade.
imma beautiful girl.
sean kingston told me.
you know ba,i smiled when he said that.

okay,retard-ness kicking in way too much.

i need to know how i faired in my finals.
its bugging me.
its quite suicidal.
okay i shant start a catas here.

imma off to scrub my own feet. :)

im begining to like my tag heuer now.
so retarded la........
it was the same with the lv wallet.

i will share my umbrella okay.
when the sun is shinning,or when its pouring,
i will make sure you dont get fully tanned or fully soaked.
just one part would be better than none right?
my umbrella ella ella eleh!

okay,i want to shout out.
BYE BYE! *waves my spastic hands in the air*

no more watches after this?

*TADA*

i remember saying that i've wanted a tag.

and wishes do come true,on days you least expect it too.

and as every dog has its day.

i had mine.

and i can never be more happy.

thank you mama and papa lewis!

ish in the morning.

the root of all evil.

feeling 'off' because you dont have it.
and its like everything you do,you need it.

and i WAS suppose to do mani and pedi today.
i repeat i was.
and without it,i still got the chance to do it.
but i turned it down.

i am not use to taking it from people.

they never brought me up that way.

bleh.

i am happy though.
i can prioritize.
I CAN!
i still can do it next week.
when im done with finals.
ah,it eats me.
its slowing chewing.
munching.
crunching.
swallowing.
gone.

im sorry,blame it on me.
i am just sorry.

NOT 'old' folks.MY 'young' folks.

if it wasn't made for you to understand.
then what?
no,its call a quiz now. :)
im talking about the blog.


i just love the folks.
so things with my young folks have been so-so.
and picking up for sure!
it never went really downhill just the bumpy coaster.

BUT i guess the best part shall be....

the lewis.
we party together as a family.

no no,i meant.
my folks are liberal.
they be catching up with our era.

oh wait.
he can look all cool from the outside.
the coolest thing any kid can have.
but inside his heart,is the tiny part of dinosaur age.
and that dino age is because of his love for me.

my folks.
they love that boy.
and thats the beauty of it.
first beautiful thing.

changing like my underwear.

HAHAHAHAHAHA.

the beauty of my folks.
they can sit and drink in the bar with the family and friends.
thats when i realise that hey,they arent that bad after all.
they can dance too.and they can party even harder!
and.....they can still be what i called reliable.

my mentor,my life,my other half.

so i've been making do...
and you know what,
they say im spoilt.
i say im only well taken care of.

but mother says otherwise.
who am i to blame?
haha!
it seems to be the whole "born with a golden spoon".
and yade yade.

father,just knows whats going on at the end of the day.
no doubt he is a man with too little words.

i guess the only thing i remember very clearly of what daddy said was..
in LV,choosing a handbag for me

mom : choose your handbag.mom and dad is buying for your birthday.
me : mom,you know you never brought me up with asking for things.
mom : but i am asking you to choose.we are buying it for you.
me : i like it,but its too expensive.when i was young you thought me to NEVER ask for anything.and you know i dont ask for it.
DAD : now you are big,so the price is okay because you are big.

just that line he had to say.
and yes,....
i can count the words he actually uttered in
LV besides making fun of the things in LV with edwin.

i love my parents!
i can never imagine life without them.

update-o?

and so when good things come around,
i dont take a second to cry about the past.
i smile and pretend that nothing will go wrong.
even though tomorrow might not be a good day,
i know i actually did have a good night,last night.

so.....

there werent any random pictures taken.
'eleh' random-ness.

just plain sweet memories.

*picture me talking*
oh you know what........
tonight right,i actually sat and spoke to mother dearest.
and you know,it was like all three fighting to speak that we had to "'chope',i speak first"
that kinda thing we did.
we, as in mother,him,and i.

okay now thats that.
i went for dinner.
raw dinner.so lousy.
and paid a bomb.
my conclusion : it doesnt matter where you eat,mamak to fine dine.
sometimes mamak taste better than fine dine.
yade yade......

i have been studying.
question is, ENOUGH ANOT?

LOTs of comments on my hair.
ok lor,i also bored of it ha.
but i make do hor.
and anyway,jesus say i still pretty.
boo!

*pictures cant be posted because everything has my face on it* sorry!

nada.

im into retro. :)

and im going to miss you like a child misses their blanket
but big girls dont cry.

love in the first degree.
i stand accused.
cos im guilty.

and i know whatever it is,big girls dont cry.

im going to shine.
cos i have to move on....and yade!

love love love.
and its all about L.O.V.E!

celebration baby.

i write what happens to be on my mind,that second,or minute.
nothing more.

and this is the outcome.
rubbish.
and good nonsense.
thats what i love..............

the usuals.NOT

it is time she needed to know me once again.
and so,life hasn't been all that to shout so much about.

but i make do.
last night felt like christmas.
the familia and friendsa went for drinks.
and we slept in the whole sunday and woke up for lunch.
it happens,once a year.
this is a bonus,for the missed christmas do.

things have been worst than a roller coaster ride.
like a 90 degree's shot i guess?
up and down all the time.
where there is no time to enjoy the in-betweens.

its finals next week.
it feels not.
i mean time flies.
wasn't it yesterday that i was getting all fuzzy about going to college?

it hasn't been exciting,i mean life.

and i am so getting bored with my hair again.
i know for a fact that i dont want it dead straight but yea yeah.

NOW WHAT CAN EXACTLY THRILL ME?

everything is a bore.
oh trust me,i want that pig.
so it'll keep me on my toes.

wait wait,.........
i mean seriously,its boring.

HONESTLY,.......
i say it all the time.

and i never seem to stop.
i wonder WHY?!

P.R.O.M.I.S.E

promises.

a word with eight alphabets.

but with holes in every single one of them.

something not many people can hold on to.

something a lot of people break.

something that people say without thinking.

something that people say just to please.

now please me for your sake.

i dont believe in promises.

let it be empty or with meaning.

i dont believe in promises.

just the ones you make!

p/s : promise me you'll love me till death do us part?
i promise you that this i promise you till death do us part.

what is LATE?

somehow i feel like im late.
late for something.
but i dont seem to know what that something is.
my heart is pounding.
i feel like im late.
there is nothing much to be done?
but im late.
i dont want to find time.
oh wait,i want too.
im trying but i still cant.
im just LATE!