SHIOK TO THE MAX!!!!!
Wednesday, August 25, 2010

snorkel is not snooker.
(haven't uploaded our latest photo so use an old one first=p) just a simple meal, some wii and taboo - made me realise how much i miss u guys and how special a role u guys played in my childhood.
1 of the few best take-aways from JC - everlasting friendships. thanks for being friends i can grow old with. =)


the gift that made me tempted to cry. i don't what makes me so deserving of loving friends like these.
Monday, August 23, 2010
purple balloon
A girl approached my (high)classmate and me. "Hi, would u like a balloon?"
"YES PLS! Purple colour pls!" I was delighted! I love balloons!
I was in the middle of school.
"Hmm... how am i going to bring this into the library. I give you the option to run away and pretend you don't know me now." I told my (high)classmate.
Inside, i was beaming at the thought of putting my purple balloon into my orange coloured room (besides my dying, deflating cow). i realized i really like balloons. i would like to have balloons in my room everyday.
i happily bounced along with my purple balloon, feeling rather self-conscious on behalf of my (high)classmate.
Into the library, the purple balloon went.
Out of the library the purple balloon went.
Into the light drizzle and strong wing, the purple balloon spiralled.
Under the increasing pour the purple balloon struggled.
Into raffles city and den into the mrt station the purple balloon escaped.
I walked with my feet in two portable puddles of water (my poor everbest shoes) into the train. I saw a baby pram in front of me with an adorable little girl with pigtails in her sch u.
Her eyes, immediately gravitated to the purple floating mass. She couldn't take her eyes off the gorgeous thing.
Her grandma looked in my direction to see what her granddaughter was staring at.
"You want it?" i asked.
"You want it?" the grandma asked.
Grandma took out a tissue and wiped my wet balloon dry as i untied it from my wrist.
"Thank you." Grandma smiled at me, while saying "My granddaughter is sick and she wouldn't stop crying and making noise. Thank you."
"No problem." i replied. After a moment, i told Grandma. "I got it from my school. Perhaps thats the reason i took the balloon today. To give to your granddaughter."
I waved at Pigtails. She waved back.
I made a new friend.
"YES PLS! Purple colour pls!" I was delighted! I love balloons!
I was in the middle of school.
"Hmm... how am i going to bring this into the library. I give you the option to run away and pretend you don't know me now." I told my (high)classmate.
Inside, i was beaming at the thought of putting my purple balloon into my orange coloured room (besides my dying, deflating cow). i realized i really like balloons. i would like to have balloons in my room everyday.
i happily bounced along with my purple balloon, feeling rather self-conscious on behalf of my (high)classmate.
Into the library, the purple balloon went.
Out of the library the purple balloon went.
Into the light drizzle and strong wing, the purple balloon spiralled.
Under the increasing pour the purple balloon struggled.
Into raffles city and den into the mrt station the purple balloon escaped.
I walked with my feet in two portable puddles of water (my poor everbest shoes) into the train. I saw a baby pram in front of me with an adorable little girl with pigtails in her sch u.
Her eyes, immediately gravitated to the purple floating mass. She couldn't take her eyes off the gorgeous thing.
Her grandma looked in my direction to see what her granddaughter was staring at.
"You want it?" i asked.
"You want it?" the grandma asked.
Grandma took out a tissue and wiped my wet balloon dry as i untied it from my wrist.
"Thank you." Grandma smiled at me, while saying "My granddaughter is sick and she wouldn't stop crying and making noise. Thank you."
"No problem." i replied. After a moment, i told Grandma. "I got it from my school. Perhaps thats the reason i took the balloon today. To give to your granddaughter."
I waved at Pigtails. She waved back.
I made a new friend.
Sunday, August 22, 2010
a lie i heard today
today, the devil told me lies.
while i was physically tired.
tears almost came.
i'm scared.
i eat my cough suppressant pills so i can go to sleep in peace.
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
rui en has slimmed down alot
wow school really needs discipline huh. i've been putting off doing my timetable for who knows how long. i like doing timetables but i fear seeing all my hours get filled up! O_O
Monday, August 16, 2010
Daddy: "You know what is also a miracle? when u had fits when you were young. the doctor told us to be prepared since u might be epileptic."
Mummy: "It was so scary seeing you shaking."
Daddy: "Ya. Den mummy sillily went to put her finger in your mouth coz u were biting down so hard. and she was screaming all the way. i disallowed her to put a spoon in your mouth."
Mummy: "because it would break you teeth."
Daddy: "it was scary. i think compared to my father and brother dying, this was the most traumatic. And you went into 6 FITS!"
Mummy: "Seeing you like that, i couldn't tahan. i prayed to the Lord, that if He wanted to take Kimberly home, let His will be done. You were only 6."
i might have had brain damage. i might have died. in fact, i might not even have been born (my mom bled while she had me).
i felt like crying. my life was cherished and cherishable. God preserved me.
Mummy: "You see? The Lord watched over you. He has a purpose for your life."
=)
Mummy: "It was so scary seeing you shaking."
Daddy: "Ya. Den mummy sillily went to put her finger in your mouth coz u were biting down so hard. and she was screaming all the way. i disallowed her to put a spoon in your mouth."
Mummy: "because it would break you teeth."
Daddy: "it was scary. i think compared to my father and brother dying, this was the most traumatic. And you went into 6 FITS!"
Mummy: "Seeing you like that, i couldn't tahan. i prayed to the Lord, that if He wanted to take Kimberly home, let His will be done. You were only 6."
i might have had brain damage. i might have died. in fact, i might not even have been born (my mom bled while she had me).
i felt like crying. my life was cherished and cherishable. God preserved me.
Mummy: "You see? The Lord watched over you. He has a purpose for your life."
=)
Friday, August 13, 2010
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