hello hello ye ol' faithful readers. :)

*cricket sounds*

okay fine, i know my blog has been quite the dead. i've been trying to refrain from coming online much but sadly failing. lol. sad yes, i know. -_-'

today was the malay mail big walk. quite okay la. nothing much. it was super annoying though when people kept on littering everywhere! ish ish ish. my mom told a bunch of people off. embarassing but true. oh so true. ooh ooh, i saw theng fei today. honestly, its the first time i've seen him since ob. silly goat. mei mei, don't you wish you were there? ;p

hmm, the past week has just been a blur of motions. there was a post icc virus going on. lol. but vanu hasn't been doing so good so,

GET WELL VANU!

anywhoo, midterms are around the corner so i better hit the books. all this studying around me is freaking me out. but hey, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em! :)

later gators!

nique'fourthsummer

SHOPPING MATH

A man will pay $20 for a $10 item he needs.
A woman will pay $10 for a $20 item that she doesn't need.

LOL. :)

a very eventful 24 hours

from,

mr hot, to

mr not, to

mr syok, to

mr flop.

LOL.

it was FUN. different. interesting. an experience. :)

then, to ICC.

great job,

i would have liked to have helped out with the preparations but hey,

can't always do what you want.

honestly, it was superb.

and you know you would love us when,

nique'sixminutes

super sweet

well well. i'm quite happy i've finally managed to get on top of my hw. and i managed to get my good ol' blog a new skin, so thats cool. :) but i can't seem to see the header. :/ oh well. i'll figure it out.

hmm, sports day is over. i'm glad. this year, i managed to be super unsemangated. seriously. quite bad. but congrats to BLUE house you guys deserved it. :) seriously.

ooh ooh. the Jean Gan Academy of Ballet and Music is having their charity concert this year. its definately a must see. :D the practices have been fun. i hope i get to keep the parts i'm in. i hope our costumes turn out nice. :/ but yeah, do come and support belle, zhen and i. :):)

okay, this is a really lame attempt at blogging, so its picture time. :D

camp buddies :):)

kononnya emo la right. ;)

happy happy people :D

nique'omatic

run away

wow

i'm hurt

yall sure do know how to throw a party

forever and ever

that was the thing. you just never knew. forever was so many different things. it was always changing, it was what everything was really about. it was twenty minutes, or a hundred years, or just this instant, or any instant i wished would last and last. but there was only one truth about forever that really mattered, and that was this : it was happening.

rush

its hard to know if people say what they mean,
heck, half the time i don't even wanna know what they mean.
the truth hurts.
but as we learned at prefect camp,
some people are given the unofficial tresspass.
its just understood.

its different when they tell me the truth, and when others do.
its comes across differently.

so, i thank god for these people.
i cherish the times,
when we just sit there, talking. truthfully.
no masks, no games, no hidden agenda's.
just us against the world.
:)

bleah,
dissapointment,
hipocracy,
excitedness,
nervousness,
happiness,
worrying,
confusion,
&love.
mishmashed&tired.
?uoyotesnesekamtahtdid

don't think or judge,

just listen.

you know what?

i hate pressure. i just hate it. all i can do is cave. or thats what it feels like. i let people down. i say the wrong things. i think the wrong things. i cave. and thats that.

its the freaking second month of school and already i'm half dead. i don't know what the hell is gonna happen nine months from now. i hope it just gets better.

i realise i am super forgetful. i forget important things the most. i don't mean to. honestly. i forget. duedates, anniversaries, birthdays, everything and anything thats important to remember. its either i remember yours as clear as crystal or not at all. maybe. i dont know. this is gibberish.

lets just say i forgot something important. and i feel sad, cause when i forget means i wasnt thinking about it. which seems like your memory, all i have left, is fading. and i dont want it to.

so many things slip me by. not just once, all the time. i don't know anyones story anymore. i don't blame you for not telling me. im just sorry i couldn't see it. i'm sorry i pull away, i don't see things i don't wanna see. that means that things change, and no matter how many times i say its okay, its not. it just isnt.

i don't wanna be the one my parents are worried about. i like standing in the background. even just for a little while. i wanna be around people, but i like loneliness too. i hate being emotionally dependant. i think you've noticed. i cry, sometimes. not alot. but that one tear, means a million and one things.

i hate it when im not trusted, or when i'm trusted with too much. its the pressure issue again. i'm confused, but the answer is right in front of me. its not always as simple as it looks. there are a lot of ways the get there, the question is, which is the right one?