two cups and a take away.

that is all you need to make your very own tripod.
which requires no professional photographer because the timer works wonders with its seconds and multiple snap shots - wala, just as good.

my room is in a mess.
kakak! kakak! kakak!
criket.

i cleaned my room floor today, and about 100 strands of hair.
1/13 of my head.

i want to begin cleaning my room but it scares me.
shivers....

i have been slacking in my good nonsense.
now not so good, so-so only.

and suddenly, lost the meaning of life.

p.s. i need to clean the room, starting NOW!

my birthday is coming.

may hasn't ended - 2 weeks to go and pretend its my birthday.
and thats the best part of my birthday.
if its the 31st of may, relevance to my birthday would be if you tobalek the number, you get 13!

i told myself that i'd upload the pictures - taken during my b.day and as usual, what is new that you dont know of me?

okay, i did not get lazy but there were better things to do.
like what you ask, like going out and living an un.cyber world.

goodness, this b.day i felt so special.
not that im not, but not that im spas either.
just felt so good, seeing how my family and friends crack me up.

[note to dee]
my sweet 16 with the number of guest reaching 100, i received what 7 presents you counted?
okay sassy 20 and 2 presents i counted?

[note to self]
not the presents that matter.
the presence.

well, i knew that.
just thought reminding dee and myself would be quite the funny.

back to uni and i am excited.
wanna know why?
* in less than a month, semester is over!
* 5 assignments to go!

it feels nice when the figure is growing smaller....

p.s. i need a massage, pretty desperately. i exagerate. so what?

HAPPY BIRTHDAY IRENE

trying to enjoy every bit of my 24 hour.

realised its not that long.

and if i wanted 72 hours in a day...

i'd only be 12 today.

reached 20.

acting like a 7.

twenty candles and i said i will blow out everything in one go.

i did.

(:

p.s. i love the person i've becocme.

full-of-myself

now there is seriously something wrong.

the narcissistic me has outshined, yet again.

Saturday, May 13, 2006

title: you have to know....

behind every beautiful smile you see,
there are tears in the eyes.......
i am irene jessica lewis

it got me wondering, what happen ah?
history repeats. its happening, again

the 'well' in me is over.flowing, so over.whelming

im now in the month of may, officially.
but it has been the worst of all.
and i have no expectations as im afraid.
scared that it'd kick me in the butt.

hang that.
guess my "mentality of a 5 year old kid who acts like a 10 and speaks like a 13" is better than this. =/

i had the worst start of a weekend.
something like this.
up at 9. cry. out at 10.45. cry. home at 1. cry. slept till 4. cry. found pictures. cry. on the phone. cry.

woah, what a mighty cry baby?
who can pull it off better than i do?
i think its....WHAT IF

p.s. i have a secret. i blog happy. but now cannot ba. thats not a secret, you moron.

p.s.s i have a secret. (:

not about you.

dee turns 19!

i told ya!
btw, it was supposed to be about you.

happy birthday delaine.
i did it.
:)

p.s. excessive self-love is what i have.

the calendar reads may, mine reads april.

ever since the assignments were done with, and the holies begun.
i chose to stay away from the cyberworld because it was enough.
and now i am back, organizing my pictures in my folders, yade.

it doesnt seem like may. but it is already the 8th.
and somehow i have to face it, its may.
because the 6th came and what comes after that is just at the moment.
not of my interest.

hi world.
my world has been pretty ugly.
reason being i sleep when i am dead tired.
i cant tune myself to sleep these days.

once upon a time, i could control myself.
the whole mind over matter.
logic controlling feelings.
but these days, its a tumble spin.

i told them, "if you can spell eee-ree-sis-ta-bal then you will know what nonsense i blog"
cant spell, your lost.
and now the ball has rolled back to me.
"if you cant spell haaaa-peeee then my lost"

i was reading my archieves..
dated 2006.
woah, so child-like.
and then i moved onto 2007.
seems to be growing.
clicked 2008.
the rhyming stopped.
come 2009.
nada.

p.s. the best feeling is seeing someone happy that sends you the happy vibe too.

let me make things a mess. and pull the strings when i want too.
my heart is puppet-like.
happy sad angry hurt excited hungry

when life is simple
when things go beyond my control
when people dont show love
when there is nothing left for me
when everything is on track and pumping
when im all out of love

she needs a dose of something, nothing to compare with.