sillyxuan =D

How silly can Xuan be?
(extracted from boyfriend's blog)
maltida.
thank you for every single thing that has happened to us
since we held hands.
yours.

(extracted from Xuan's LJ)
maltida.
thank you for every single thing that has happened to us
since we met at mg.
truly yours.

xuan is the cutest daylight stalker.
in other words,
a more cruel and brutal way to put it,
xuan is the lousiest stalker ever.

I heart both silly bum bum.to the brim.
and thats because they are really silly
so be proud of your silliness
and work hard on being even more silly
but on a second thought
i dont think they need to even work hard
naturally silly
i must say.

And should they tell you
you'll never pull through
Don't hesitate, stand tall and say
I can make it through the rain

Haunting

The Kite Runner written by Khaled Hosseini is so well written.
The whole book is astonishing, flawless.
It is so different from the usual lovey-dovey tale or live-in-the-ailen-world-for-a-day kinds of story.

RongXin just said that she wants to discuss the whole story with me after I've finish reading the book.
cant wait to hear her thoughts and tell her mine. =)

oh.people.you really have to read this book.seriously.

thanksboyfriendt.

History repeated itself.
I have lost the motivation to blog once again.
It just like a few years back,
there was a period of time
whereby I would be glued infront of the com
documenting my days vividly
snapping photos
capturing the moment that I am afraid will be long gone
engaging my bedtime chatting to 13 people on msn at one go
switching from windows to windows.

Those days are pleasurable.
but pretty much hollow.

It is futile to blog
as there is only person that
I really want to relate my days to
and well,
because that person is him
there are healthier ways
than through dear blogger.


but I am not going to be loser again and close down this blog.


These days have been very engaging.
filled with the usual odd working schedule
evening Jappie class
rollingvogue
and date out with bf and gfs.
i like it when my days are packed like twenty fat men squeezed in a HDB lift.
at least
in this way
my mind would be too exhausted to think more than it is allowed to.

oh.and I will be taking a doublemajors tourism and hospitality and marketing management under Murdoch University.
and it is recognised by STB.
so most likely I'll be heading down to Kaplan tmr to sign the paper.
Since I already said that
I'll make sure there is no turning back.
though my fingers are waiting
for a moment
whereby I am in a daze
so that
it could move swiftly across all keys
and hit the
backspace.

I dont want to regret
taking that course
and
I know I wont.

there are some things that leave me unsettled
but yet I couldnt say it
because it is just me.
me and my uncanny brain
me and the oversensitive side
me and my irrational absurd illogical thinkings.

I dont even understand myself
and so,
it will be a miracle if someone truly understand me.

it can be just an ordinary simple thing
but it changed my whole inner feelings
as quickly as it goes
reflected through the human touch
I tell myself
dont reveal it
the uncanniness of the mind
played tricked to my senses
and there i am
like some childish brat.

my mind drifted away
the silence is oblivious
the emptiness is palatable.
and once again
I will curl into a ball
tell myself
to takes things only when it comes
but Im scared for it to come.
the fear is overpowering
enveloping itself upon me
triumphing as it sings
Im scared I will give up
everything
that I longed to have
everything
that makes me a happy girl now.

and so,
all i want to do
is just be a selfish brat
and love myself more than anything else.
because
im so scared
that the hurts inflected will put me through the misery
that I once went through.

maybe,
I should just snap out
of this pathetic self of mine.
because everything is more than alright now.=)