none of us are cheerleaders ( except Jega ) or pro dancers ( except SiuWern ) fyi. and damn lah i had to screw the first split. actually there were little errors everywhere but aiyah it was still damn good for a three day practice :) please don't expect anything!

and sorry lah, FooFy and Divya and especially FooFy ( thank you for video! :D ) were screaming in the background like fanatics. wow, we actually have fanatics. LULZ

and also sorry for the low quality! we used Quest Crew's Mastermix Music from week1, week2, and week3.

SiuWern takes lead in first song. i take lead in Toxic ;D i'm still very obsessed with the video and how amazing everyone did. heh.



eii; Charlene can dance maaan.

90% pictures courtesy of Idzwan Fariz Taaaan

happy now? xP

HAHA. thats right, BoonHoe!

i don't know why its MPS; all i know is that it was held at Selayang Stadium lol

first time in history; all of us get to run on TRACK yaww

The March Part 2.

HAHAH! chairwoman/commander of PBSM yaw ;D

congrats on getting fourth place ;)

why so serious, stochastic photographer? LULZ

girl's happy coz she hasn't fainted

girl's not so happy, coz she's going to faint

ROFL i don't know what was with PnZakiah.

to be honest, all the rumah sukans' marching themes were really good. altho i still hate blue sorry ye, have been a hater since standard 1 lol, i couldn't stop looking at them. macho siaa~

see that girl behind? thats Marvinia. dood she was like some hot gangster lah. if i guy, i go after her already

would you look at Nadeem's hair? GOODNESS!- Pn Geetha

then comes the Reds.
*sigh* seriously damn nice.

extreme doh;

EXTREME

this boy

very style, yes no?

here comes...............

HAHAHA

The Races Part 2.

Yvonne ( middle ) and SiuWern ( far left ) in actiooon

the BoonMan ( right before finish line ) in actioon. oh, in the mean time, check out that guy's muscles on the right.

whaaat, at least Govinash is in the picture. i need not point out to you who the buff guy is.

merahijau kamcing :D also, check out that gay face on the right.

here's some randoms.

Melydia and her red spirit :)


this boy's name is TeckJia, one of the most devoted people i know. he's the one who saved me when i pengsaned. i owe you my life, my friend. LULZ


this boy's name is EuJin. he's Samantha's annoying lil cousin. he can do pole dancing very well :D. he looks very handsome in this photo. i like his shades tooh. which reminded me, bloody weather was so hot and cold that day.

this boy's name is Hariz aka Scott. his nickname is Scott because he was born in Scotland. he's a very funny boy. he makes me laugh. haha

this girl's name is Divya. she would have looked SO MUCH BETTER without the cardigan and tights. i don't know who on earth that boy on the left is. i know who that girl behind is.

these teachers' names are Pn Law and Pn Suriati. they are awesome WJaya teachers. i love Pn Suriati :D. but eh, i love Pn law tooh.

these are the mascots/photographers of the day. Afiq and Aniq look like they're in the middle of a crap. Nadeem and Samantha got their poyo faces on. okay for Samantha, not okay for Nadeem. Divya look like mak minah melayu cina. BoonMan and DSyukri have very nice gay faces.

:D

SPORTS DAY WAS AHMAAAZIIIING! :D

masuk sekolah at 6 bloody a.m with puffy eyes in gorgeous green baju kurung courtesy of Divs, saw Divs in her own gorgeous turquoise cheongsam, left school at 7+. the sunrise landscape view was really pretty :)

The March.

final year here and i am one of the five sepanduk girls! i've always wanted to be one of those really cantik-looking people who dress and make up really nicely and wave to the audience while marching. so i wasn't really cantik laa; at least i get to wear something nice ;p

i found it really humorous seeing person by person literally fainting during the speeches. like twenty people fainted i think? HAHA. was it really because of the siao heat? or the siao long speech? but okay i was a bit worried when i saw Syeefa black out. sorry kakak, i still love youu!

and hello,

wangsa jaya won perbarisan maan ;)

eat that, megas! (joke/serious)

The Dance.

MG i tell you. baru tukar baju, must go standby for dance immediately. sumpah hati berdebar-debar waiting for our turn. but i am so.very.thankful.to.JESUS that the performance turned out great. audiences' hype really gave us a kick in the spirit i think. makes me wanna cry that we only had 3 shitbloodybruisinggrueling days of practice, and now we're probably never gonna perform that piece anymore. *sigh*

all the crying and negativity for what, as Jega constantly told me. hmmm :) i too loved the buttshaking part HAHA

SiuWern and i rocked our ending pose, yes? ;D

re-watching the video for like, the 20th time, i really really really love the bridges that Pavitira and Dianne did. so clean and sharp maan. damn we did a good job.

i wasn't even the group leader, and i was the one who made the most negative remarks throughout the practices. for that, i thank you for your patience for keeping up with my constant kurang ajar attitude and negativity. special shout out to lil fat sis, who got 80% of my nagging.

The Races.

4x100m was alright. the real drama was the 4x400 hahahaaaa

it was the sight of you running with all your heart, although you've already exhausted yourself with your march and dance and the previous race. it was very beautiful to see.

-Mrs T

i will never ever forget that level of exhaustion i got myself into. i was literally gasping for air like a fish out of water. muka dhlah pucat cam hantu pontianak. i was so pale, TeckJia was like 'get ready for JuYi!' even before i passed the baton to Divs. so hard to believe, but so true and funny haha. Kuhan actually got SCARED okay, scared for my life lol

okay then i collapsed to the ground. LULZ ( ngahaha copyrighted from ChunFei )

someone *coughcough*notKuhan*cough* was supposed to catch me horr but missed. LULZ

then masuk the stretcher HAHA i've never been in a stretcher for its real purpose before! Kuhan was like 'okay JuYi breathe take it easy you're okay' ( fooseh; like some real first aid member ;D ) or some crap like that. i was crying because... well, sakit aaa. my calves ached like fire was burning them and i thought i burst my lungs rofl. was still gasping like a fish out of water, fyi. oh oh, after some nice pbsm girls fanned me for a while, i started laughing at the same time, still tearing because i kept on imagining my last-fifty-metres-running face. OMG if there was a picture of it........


so yeah thats about it.
best sports day EVAH! *screams in high pitch screamo tone*

will upload all the picts i can get very very soon :D

no celebrations at Capsquare.
no big hoohaa.
no advertising/voluntary promoting.


i myself am surprised that i did not show public support to Earth Hour 09. i remember participating in Blog Action Day a few years back, being the self-proclaimed part-time activist i am. i don't know, i found the hoohaa a little.. too much? or maybe i was just too lazy to really care lol

so yeah.

what did I do for/during Earth Hour?

of course, my family decided to black out the whole house. a few of my neighbours did as well. A FEW only. so i actually walked around my neighbourhood with the kakak, politely screaming to turn your lights off, tutup lampu and san tang. some actually did turn of their lights, some just gave me the look. some offed their lights, but left the television on. seriously, does that count? oh well, after a good walk in the night breeze, it was.....

catching time. :D :D :D

the kiddies that participated were JohnJamesChew, MarkChew, Boo Nan, Aasmitha, Jega, Mutesh, JiaLi and my WongJuAnn. had... very damn much of fun. sweat like no monkey's business. its so funny coz... the last time most of us played catching at my infamous playground was four years ago. there we were; screaming and laughing so hard, our tumtums churned and lungs shrieked for air. felt bad for the poor JiaLi who vomited after a while.

BoonHoe.

you totally missed out! xD

so, there you go.

what did YOU do for/during Earth Hour? :)

if you wanna make the world a better place

well then look at yourself and make that change

:)))

The World I Know- David Cook

because i don't predict; you can't predict; we can't predict.

made a huge fuss about the dance not being able to be completed by sports day this thursday. and who knew, we actually all already got it done by this morning. i am embarrassed at the negative attitude that i have shoved into my sister's face, in particular. i guess there's the greatly balancing and motivating part about having a knucklehead sister like herself; she believes even when it seems as if there's no hope.

i don't know why i think about the future in such a high scale. where am i going to go after school? will i be able to study overseas? what happens if i screw SPM? will i grow up to be a good samaritan? will i be independent? will i be able to support myself? what happens if i meet someone else? what happens if he meets someone else? how long will i live?

the word 'if' is so big and powerful to me, and i can't understand why.

people say, think positive. stop thinking too much. the question is how? of course, i'm not overly obssessing about the future but i do ponder on the subject from time to time. and it gets funnier, when i have a close friend whom i assumed does not do deep futuristic thinking as much as i do. today, my assumptions were proven wrong.


i used to wonder whether that particular person ever even did any deep futuristic thinking. now, i'm hoping it would stop. or die down a little bit. i know it will eventually. or maybe once more, my assumption would be proven wrong. then again, wedon't predict what will happen or when will it happen. unfortunate that no human is given the ability to do so no i don't believe in gypsies with translucent spherical balls; fortunate that it makes life a little more scary but interesting.

i love you

thats all i know

Show Me What I'm Looking For- Carolina Liar

JuYi says:
wei
you still haven't made me laugh
aku baru nangis
need serious cheering up

idzwan says:
weee
alaaa (melly)


i actually laughed. lol


Jesus Take The Wheel- Danny Gokey

because we should all be praying for time.

i've been in front of this screen for a close three hours already.
am almost done with my points for debate.
next is the memorizing part. *sigh*


i didn't expect myself to get selected as second speaker at all. i think PnSuriyati knows that i talk very the much when i'm into a certain topic, thats why she chose me? LOL

and holy mofo.

exam's in two weeks.

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today i've been doing quite a lot of thinking.
not like i don't do any every other day lol


this morning, after a good fifteen minutes of waiting at the bus stop for my transport to church to pick me up, out of the mossy corridor nearby, an actual spastic old woman walked out slowly with an Indonesian maid holding her arm, providing her support. i gave the maid a friendly smile as she returned mine with hers. i examined the old lady from grey hair to wrinkly toes. she was constantly jolting and fidgeting her head, with the fingers of her hand moving every second. i wonder to myself; how does a woman like her feel going through life on a daily basis with symptoms like that?


just a few minutes ago, i read through a simple post of a nearby stranger's blog. i do blog hop once in a while, especially when i feel the need to. as i finished reading through the protocol sentences that were typed, i immediately closed the page. i feel juxtaposed almost entirely, because once upon a time, i used to feel the exact way the blogger is feeling. now, i'm in a position almost as if... as if i'm partly the cause of a person for actually feeling that way.


do i agree on the fact that sometimes, some people will just have to get hurt? i don't know. do i, a girl of the world, possess the ability to change that? i don't know either. many things in life, we wish for it to end and stop biting our back like paranotic termites. some things will stay with us and we eventually will have to get used to it; some will eventually fade away and turn into old bittersweet memories, like a yellowed black and white photograph.


the question is which will stay, and which will go?

whatever happens,

i'm here for you

Broken Strings- James Morrison ft Nelly Furtado

because there should be a reason, yes?

eh. you've to turn into that junction. sorry, i just coughed and sneezed my brains out.

really.
my head's pounding like a hammer's not banging on it but going through it as well. i'm so sick, i can't think of words to describe my current situation. tired, painful, nauseous... i need to go to bed.


i don't know how, when and why i got this.
i've been eating rather healthily, drinking enough water, ENOUGH SLEEP..


and the fact that my mom just accused me of doing all the opposites of what i just mentioned without proof nearly drove me to tears. and being the person my mom is, she chose to marah me right in front of the clinic that she brought me to earlier today.


and this morning, my sister got halau-ed out of the car, literally. she was on the way to a last-minute-planned dance practice at school and mother was running late. as usual, my sister got free firing from her while in the car because the maid didn't iron her NafNaf blazer properly. and halfway, my mom just gave her RM10 and said 'okay, get out of the car' in the most inhuman way possible. geez, for crying out loud. as much as my sister's annoying, she's still fourteen for Pete's sake.

*calms self down*

stress, JuYi. its all because of the stress.

i'ma hit the bed now.

medication's driving me sleepy.

and before i do,

doesn't Ryan look so very good? :)

just for laughs.
Ryan Conferido sings, ladies and gentleman.

body body... body water..

because, my dear;

a month has passed, and i just realized that i haven't stopped to recollect all the good and bad times i've shared with the special someone in the past rainy and sunny days. they've most likely been sunny, but we all know that dark clouds encapsulates every bit of light, no matter how long the sun's been shining.

everyday has been wonderfully surprising.

today itself was amazing too :)

risky, ardent, phenomenal.

most of the nights, i slept with blushed cheeks.

a few of the nights, tears were my evil company.

sometimes i wonder how long these moments will last before they turn idle to me. since well, i'm known for enjoying rollercoaster rides only when they're fast and zooming in twirls. i really wish i wasn't like that. i want to learn to appreciate the little things in life, the daily blessings that He is showering me with. i want this to go on for as long as it can, without having me to ruin it like how i did before.


i still remember the past, so i'd better not be condemned to repeat it.


but... if i ever come to forget you,
or you come to forget me, *touchwood*


let me first thank you for being... the most perfect companion i've ever had. my best friend, my special friend, my family. i know it's only been more than a month, but because you've been in my life for quite sometime.. thats what makes you contain so much sentimental value to me. as i look into the depth of your eyes, sometimes i cannot believe that you're someone that i have once loved; and still come to love. its like chasing after the very last train, except that i don't miss it, like how most sad 60s films portray it.


its hard to believe that at a mere age of thirteen, i've allowed myself to go to the extent of using the word love with you and for you. maybe its because, i've come to realize that i really do love you; don't care if its in the puppy, monkey, donkey way. its been more than three years; what do you know, i still love you very much, you lucky bastard.


really, only God knows how far apart our destined roads will be. day by day, i pray that what we have won't lose itself in the blackhole of eternity and turn into broken strings. in time, it may no longer be as exciting, adventurous, fun; but through it all, i want us to still be holding hands, walking through both of our lives together. no matter how rocky or painful or far apart our paths may be.


i don't want us to grow apart. i don't want us to fade away. i don't want to stop this feeling. i don't want to love you any less. i don't want to hold you for the last time. i know that sometimes rain will fall, but i hope for us to see the pretty rainbow from it when it stops. and sometimes i will make it annoyingly hard for you, but i hope that deep down, it won't even touch the bond that you and i both have.

so, precious love.

let me lastly say thank you,

for being everything that you are to me. <3

Precious Love- James Morrison

because all i did was listen.

i see him sitting under the shade, staring into the blank space.
disappointment, hurt, unwanted acknowledgement.


i wish i could do more than just listen. but i don't know how it feels like yet; how it feels to be confident in something but the result comes out the other way round. teachers have gave us warning-esque advice and i may not show it in the face every now and then, but i know the fear is floating somewhere in the liquids of my mind.

Strive.

Pray.
Mentality.

the words which are momentarily engraved on my bedroom wall. at an angle where its the first thing i look at before i sleep and after i wake up. hope its enough for motivation.


weird how in the same day,
i wish i would stop listening, to what people have to say.


i know my current status and i know what i believe is real and strong, but i wish people would just really stop talking. i understand that the tongue is the sharpest sword so i'm allowing it to stab me in inches from all directions, though i already have promise-sealed iron shields guarding me.

its a half-insecure, half-furious feeling this time.

whaat; at least its not all insecurity!

if only you knew how it feels.
to be like a stranger, blending in with the anonymous crowd with their words that they believe. to know that you're actually the other half of the picture, but everyone sees someone else in your place. to know that its all lies, but you're still forced to say the same things. to not want to listen, but you're given no choice because everyone is still talking about it. you don't know what its like.


Forever and Always- Taylor Swift

because when i have expectations...

i expect to surpass it by miles.

oh, the cacophonic commotion that is going on in this thick skull o' mine.

'can you feel the tension?'

liy

its very gay of me to be so mercilessly bothered and left twindling in my own web of thoughts regarding this subject matter. SPM. the sight of grey tears, red hissy fits, blue disappointments... i just, really, really don't want to go anywhere near those terrifying colours. to think that my turn is exactly in 365 days?

time to get working, Ju'Ee.

the need; of God's mercy to grant me the strength to change the things i can, the tolerance to accept the things i can't and the wisdom to know the difference.

coz when we reach that finish line, our lives will change.

promise me and i will promise you.

we will go through this together.

Halo- Beyonce

because failure is the road to success.

to encourage and support you

that is my part time job :)

hello, bronze for high jump. *skips around*

its really not much, but the fact that i actually got a medal is enough to make me secretly very ecstatic on the inside. random fact; in old school, i represented my housing team ( which was ALSO GREEN YEYUHH! ) on the last year of my primary life and earned a bronze as well. the only difference from then and now is that i'm taller and heavier, with a bigger ass too.

i don't know why i never bothered trying out for high jump in the past four years of my secondary life. was i scared? ignorant? blatantly lazy? afraid of failure, maybe?

maybe i'm just a late bloomer when it comes to sports. just like how some people are late bloomers when it comes to studies. many unconsciously need to fail to reach the top. did you know Michael Jordan was kicked out from his high school basketball team? watch out for these late blooming people maan; when they shine, the light from their flying colours is gonna be so bright, it might blind youuh! *ZAAP*

for all we know,

Jega our school female flyer could end up representing Malaysia for Olympics ;p

your unfair disqualification from the high jump was total bullshit, fyi.

you know i'll be there for you

Save You- Simple Plan

because i am weirdly obsessed, as you can see.

Miranda May Kerr.
good ganja is she perfect or what?
Orlando Bloom is the lucky one, i'm telling you.

studies, tuition, curricular activities... ugh the past days have been so busy and tiring. i need my special quality time already maan. its been more than a week and i can't believe its been so long i've survived without it already! and tomorrow's not going to be any different because its High Jump Finals Day, and the fact that although i've been watching umpteenths of Blanka Vlasvic videos, i still cannot jump any higher than a pitiful 120m.

the holidays need to come by.
FASTER, pretty please. x)

also, 've been watching choral speaking vids.
this one's very very good :)

lying close to you

feeling your heart beating

and i'm wondering what you're dreaming

wondering if it's me you're seeing

ever called someone at say, around this hour, and realize that you just woke the person up from their sleep? and the call was really nothing important at all?

SORRY!

because its well deserved.

you NEED to watch the last thirty seconds.
its the thrill la, sorry skit. xD

QUEST CREW!

Victor looked like he had a heart attack, didn't he? and Feng just totally spazzed rofl either way, all of their reactions made me laugh.

its so weird; i've been an unquestionable fan of Ryan since '05 and counting. Season 1 SoYouThinkYouCanDance, foos!

after the show was over, i thought i would never actually get the chance to see him perform on television again. but then, he was around during the next few seasons to support Steve and Victor in second-round auditions. then, Hok and Dominic who made it into Season 3. Hirano's no stranger to the groupie as i watched old vids of the boys through Ryan's youtube page. Feng, a later addition.


then he came to Malaysia.
then, the conversation that started everything.

haha i am talking as if he was my lover

whats your name?
i'm JuYi. :)
hello JuYi. i'm Ryan. :)

and easily made me cry, the whole journey home from Sungei Wang in the backseat of Mei's car after eleven days of being this close.

i really appreciate it. i really do. means alot to me.

i will never forget those personal words when i hugged him goodbye.

minta maaf la yeh, my love for him was very strong ahaks xD

then came Quest's kickass performance on Idol Gives Back '08.

and now... this.

its not a surprise that i cried as i watched Ryan cry for the first time in my life. deeply, so very proud for them making it this far. and that not only i supported them because i grew as a fan of Ryan, but because they are all equally amazing in so many ways. WHOOH! so glad they're officially AMERICA'S BEST DANCE CREW :)

because its as easy as 1, 2, 3, 4.

have you tried jumping superman style for highjump?
its actually easier and less painful.
sadly, that is not allowed during competition. :(


my backside, or in less vulgar words, my buttocks, i just realized.. are actually rather big. benci laa everytime try high jumping the proper style, my buttocks seem to find its way to hit the pole off. BRGH. i pray you decrease in size, dearest ass of mine. at least for the competition.

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what to do when you miss your absent friend?

call laa with school public phone. :D

teehee hanya seorang akan senyum bila membaca ini ;p

nothing seems to last forever, no matter how beautiful or disasterous they are at one moment.
-LCS


its not avoidable if we happen to linger in past's pain, regrets and mistakes.
so its best to just enjoy the beautiful ones while they last.
i know this won't be a free road; free from bumps, pitholes and trials; but i want it. and that feeling of want is my easy daily drive to bringing me closer and closer to you.

1 thing

2 do

3 words

4 you

i love you :)

1, 2, 3, 4- Plain White Tees

because its best when you never expect.

hello Rihanna, bila mau datang? :(

i honestly don't mind la if she can't make it ( Nick please don't keel me XD ) coz getting back RM200 would still be pretty sweet. :D of course, the tick better be refundable lah. and besides, after all the havoc she's been put through, it wouldn't be as syiok right?



but this one, i cannot don't care lah.

QUEST CREW, PLEASE. :)

i've watched these bboys and bgirl! for years and not once, NOT ONCE have i not been awed. they really cannot not win. if its anyone who deserves it, its them.

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this is why i didn't want to put hope on him. i'm glad i didn't. a little disappointed but hey it's okay.
-kawan baik aku

it's hard to not assume what we believe would and could happen, with all the little bits of hope and optimism that is freely thrown at us. today i saw a random friend cry over a natural dilemma that only i would understand. simply because, i know who and what made her tear. and because that specific person has made me tear all my life, without fail.

she shouldn't have invested hope in the first place.

as it was not her first time crying because of it.

i didn't know what to say, but just supply her with some sisterly advice. i finally stopped crying. so i hope she would stop crying about it as well; as tears will never change anything. not all puzzle pieces can fit into each other, no matter how hard we force it. i like to think its the eccentric beauty of people. we're all different, we're all of our own principals and opinions, we all wear different types of underwear. would you want the world to be made of people just like you? boring en? :)

today, i was freely thrown some good hope and promises,
promises which ends were tied loose.

i have been constantly reminded to not take things too seriously and... i'm glad i didn't. sure there's a little disappointment here and there, but who doesn't kann when promises have been made? i know i have not kept to my own words and promises before. so i guess these are one of the few days in which i have to swallow my own bitter medicine. eeh tak sedap langsung.


however, thank God very much i didn't throw a petty hissy fit.
i had all the opportunity to, but next time lah.
i've been too much of a tantrum this past week.
if so serious, might as well bunuh diri.

i'm fine, though.

not spectacular, not down, just fine :]

but my mood was definitely given an upboost after highjumping over 120m. never thought i was capable with this huge ass. *smack!*

EDIT

damn.

i felt like i was at Jason Mraz's concert maan.

have you heard a concert live from handphone? :D ngaha

lucky i'm in love with my best friend.

my annoying, A.D.D suffering, dork of a best friend <3

My Favourite Book- Stars

because one day its sunny, the next day its not.

one minute we're hot,

one minute we're cold.

very ala Katy Perry.

human behaviour is funny, isn't it? when we're freezing chilly under the comforters, we have that little hope inside that a little warmth would kindly spread through. when we're under the direct blazing sun, we hope for it to hide behind the thick clouds for a minute or two. i hoped for the sun to shine this evening, but it just poured so viciously throughout the hours.

photo by JianYuan

eee, pissing off.

*stomps all over muddy ground*

i wanted to check out the public speaking auditions but occupied with choral speaking. the perks of being the president of the English club; reliance, expectance, leadership. three of some of my worst qualities. and speaking of worst qualities, my worst of all worst cachets had been showing in the past few days.

thinking too much + added fuel = actions that lacked realistic thinking.

i hope its sunny tomorrow.

raining too many days in a row is not healthy. :]

Black Dog- Led Zeppelin

because holding on was its worth.

i couldn't breathe. i couldn't speak. i just felt the lump in my throat sink deeper and deeper in agony.


i felt like i just lost a quarter of my life.
and i don't even know how it disappaeared.
i don't know if it was my fault.
i don't know.


old love letters, letters from great friends, the birthday letter from you, Mei. they're all gone. how, when, i have no complete idea. a ring of promise, a cut out piece of art paper with words scribbled in dark red paint, a 5-page birthday card when i was fourteen, a paperbag that contained dodol from Melaka, a brown envelope that was FeDucked to me ( lol )...


its so hard for me to believe that i can no longer look at them, read through them, feel them and cry at them. its even harder for me to accept the fact that i have not yet shared it with the world to see, and now the only one that has seen and remember them is me.


if you saw the perfection that it embodied, the beauty it epitomized, the uncomprehended value that it subsumed.. you would know how i feel this very second. because they were truthfully the most beautiful pieces of my life, written down on paper.

thank God i still have the fluffy pink heart cushion, together with its red box

you still have some leftovers!?

-as i use the purple colour as my font, i am now thinking of one of my best friends who just had one of the best days of her life. yes/no? ;)

haha.
thank God i have you, still :)
and thank God i still have the pillow!


thank you to the two bitches booby bitch, you missed out alot man who helped in changing my frowns into wide smiles and snorty laughter. and also, for totally distracting me from this petty problem. i actually barely thought of it after i told you guys bout my literary massacre. awesome you both really are =))

Love Story- Taylor Swift