My 998th post

And it shall be for this. The best friend said it wasn't official till I asked and I made some arrangements.

Pulled off the <3 actually stunt but well, the reaction from the friend suggest it was abit lame. But oh well, i did it anyway.

* Asher Book - Try *

I think my parents okayed her

too early? who's to say when the idea was mutually agreed?

:)

And it wasn't :)

Once I held on, realised that it's so real. And I didn't want to let go.

*Dashboard Confessional - Stolen*

New Chapter

I'm so afraid right now that's it's just a beautiful dream that I have last night.

It was just a simple spread of hams, bread, salad, chips, raspberry and a bottle of wine. I gotta thank bert for the Bose umzhit and Nic for the list of "top Christmas hits".

The crisp wetness of the grass, the ominous soaked clouds, the cheerful lightings on the trees, the warm fuzzy contact and finally the surreal deal sealer.

And nope I didn't enlist the help of 'MisterToh"

If it's real, then Christmas Eve will mean something different from now on.

Meanwhile I'll just go burst myself 100 times with joy.

Merry Xmas to everyone!

butter factory was damn fucking fun last saturday

and i've gotten lazier to blog recently. still havent record my exploits in boracay here yet.

all in all it feels like good things are going to happen.

fingers very much crossed.

cos tonights gonna be a good night!

Belated Boracay!

http://s867.photobucket.com/albums/ab232/Boracay09/?newest=1

really lazy to post anything but here goes! my boracay adventures! shall go into the details when i'm less tired. zzzz.

zoukout was... well, fun i guess. except tht the drinks taste like water and expensive at that.

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anyway this is probably the 2nd time in a row that the previous a-hole fuck it up for me and that i heard "我现在对感情没有信心。" again.

well, let just see how it goes~

something did grow outta boracay! maybe...

I'm back

and the minute the plane landed i felt the stress from singapore piling back up on my shoulders.

shall blog about my adventures soon, many of my first attempts.

now, let me nurse my blues.