Fruity Whinings

Inconspicuous

Wed, 14 Oct 2009 15:37:00 +0000

I like him a lot and he doesn't even have a clue.

Waiting is an agony.

Bitch.

Wined

Sat, 08 Aug 2009 17:29:54 +0000

I wonder how long is this gonna last.

He's too intoxicating.

And he's just the right flavour too.

*Sighs dreamily*

Bitches

Sat, 01 Aug 2009 16:37:00 +0000

Stop parading your self-righteous beliefs in my personal space. And wipe that dirty smirks off your ugly faces too.

I do not need your constant blasted reminders. They are undoubtedly plain annoying.

Let me be alone in this dark abyss I called home.

Low Fidelity

Sat, 01 Aug 2009 16:32:00 +0000

And I have a reason to believe that he is indeed trying his extreme best to stay mine.

But I'm not too sure I am doing my part any better.

"Fuck fuck, fuckety fuck"

Puzzled

Sat, 01 Aug 2009 16:28:00 +0000

He's everything that I ever wished for in a guy.

A perfect miracle. An unexpected blessing.

Just impossibly sweet. Diabetogenic.

But this is way too tricky.

Kiss and tell

Fri, 31 Jul 2009 12:41:00 +0000

I am horribly confused.

Miffed

Mon, 20 Jul 2009 06:18:51 +0000

I hate it when a random stranger talks about me as if he knows the dirt about me. Especially with that condescending tone of his, as though nothing else supercedes his supreme level of intelligence and even if there is, that person can't never be me.

Just because you messed around with two supposedly infamous icons of the country and got away with it, you thought you were good enough to trample all over me with that enormous feet of yours. Talked like you knew what my shortcomings were, and assumed that I am just one of those supposedly lucky ones who had it easy all my life.

Talk about being a bloody intelligent air-head. Oxymoronic much?

That's you, sad huh.

I wonder if one of these mighty fine days, you shall fall sick and as luck would have it, you fall into my care.

And the funny thing is, I would recognize you, instantly. But you wouldn't.

How interesting would that be.

J & M

Sat, 18 Jul 2009 17:20:00 +0000

I fear for the absence of chemistry. That sense of familliarity.

Come this Sunday, I shall find out.

Soon enough, I will.

Time to hit the sack, clock's ticking away. Gotta get my arse outta bed early tomorrow. Gah.

Chocolate-flavoured pop corns

Tue, 14 Jul 2009 05:53:00 +0000

Severe lack of sleep and terrible cramps made it impossible for me to wear my I-am-zen veil today.

Threw a fucken tantrum earlier.

Because I misplaced/lost/have had a moronic idiot as a friend who doesn't have a clue about the rule of borrowing and returning my precious novel, Heart-shaped box.

I know this doesn't make any sense at all but I can't wait for my induction/BTN course just so I could spend time with le boyfie for five nights in a row doing only god knows what. But it wouldn't matter one bit, as long as I could hold his hands and be in his warm embrace and taste that soft, bittersweet lips again. His kiss reminds me of dark chocolate. How wickedly rich.

Was on the phone with him earlier; we are planning to get identical rings together. Corny much? *grins stupidly*

I'd like to feel light-headed again, at least before I start pulling my muscles around the sickly.

Decision, decision.

Thu, 09 Jul 2009 17:11:00 +0000

Still waiting, like a fucking idiot.

I wonder when am I gonna realized that this too, is unhealthy and horribly toxic for me.

I need a long, long break from all these unwanted, unnecessary delicate matters of the heart.

It's time for me to be on my own again.