pffft and pfffts.

it’s just one of day where one loves being random. so please bear with me.

smiling and singing in the shower feels good. not till you get roasted by the hot shower tho. it feels good just the same.

somehow or the other, i feel as if, some of my ’stuffing’ has been dug out of me. i feel. deflated. like a balloon that has lost all of its air. pffft.

it’s melbourne cup holiday so we’ve got a long weekend. what a holiday it’s gonna be. sigh. study study study study.

moths are highly irritating creatures. there’s too much to explain. so i’ll say it in a few words. tee andiwerescreamingandsprayingairwickatsomestupidmothhopingthatit’llgetdrunkonairwickand thenwecankillit. that was a long word.

in a nutshell, my life is pffft.

some moments…

…you wish would last forever.

“dancing in the moonlight…lalala(:”

the roomie.

you see, when you live with someone, the most amazingly stupid things can happen.
like, my wonderful roommate, has been complaining that her wireless ain’t working. so we get down in front of the computer, pressing this and that button, clicking on random configurations, crossing our fingers that it’ll start working. but it doesn’t… so.

“no no! i don’t want to reformat the computer.”

“but tee, that might be the reason why your computer’s not working LAH!”

“eh, how do you on and off your wireless arh?”

“oh, my laptop got a button in front then can on and off one lor. i’m not sure if yours have.”

[she fiddles around looking for a button...]

“(mumbles) i think this is the one…”

“if it is i will SO LAUGH TILL I DIE.”

“…OMG. YES!!!!!!!! it’s WORKING!!!!!!”

lo and behold. my roomie’s back on the line. [after laughing so bad that my dad knocked on the wall to ask us to keep it down. hurr.]

be there.

“if you’re not gonna be long, i’ll wait here for you all my life.” -oscar wilde

grey.

white lies and black truths.

so, what’s the grey?

the truth about lies.

[ignore me cos' its 1.45am in the morning so the brain's not working.jaded.]

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guess there have been better days.

little pretty daises never fail to turn things around, make things a wee bit better.

i need to tell you before it’s too late.

pekopeko.

for ocf last night, my sector had home cell. so off we went to pekopeko (it’s where jan works). and did we have a great time! laughing and catching up, talking about random things, a time of fellowship and joy.
it felt good to get away from things back home for just a few hours before slipping back slowly into the mundane drone and groan of life.
it’s gonna be another long week.

and the brain’s already not working.

ok mish. you can get through this.

“You’re my rock on which i stand upon, my joy, my hope. thru’ my weaknesses may Your strength be seen.”

thank you for being my sunshine thru’ the rain.

ps. happy birthday crys!(:

cheenified things you can’t english-fy.

“ni xu yao wo de sha xiao, wo xu yao ni de yong bao.”

i want you tiao and dou jiang(:

daddy’s little girl.

even when i grow up,
spread my wings and fly,
i’ll still be small in your eyes.
always be the baby girl,
in a pretty pink dress,
and my baby shoes.
swinging on park swings,
swimming from one end of the pool
to the other,
sliding down the fireman poles,
knowing that you’re always at the other end
to catch me if i fall.

i know i’ll be on my own soon,
flying away by myself.
but i’ll never stop being,

your little girl.

simplicity.

chocolates make people happy. my house is like willywonka’s factory what with all the yummy chocolates that mum brought back from tasmania.

control mish, control. if not exercising will be a total waste. hur.

one liners that are so simple, mean the most, and make you smile, no matter what.

“i miss you(:”

me too.