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Im the classic virgoian who believes in perfection. Sometimes people dislike me because they find me acting too cold towards humans. Or maybe they just can't accept my high standards. So, love me or not, u decide.

Screams
Saturday, October 06, 2007


ice-cream;
my new craving.
2 sticks within 3 days,
which means that i'm sad on 2 occasions!
why not try this?
find a comfortable place to sit and enjoy your ice-cream.
as for me, there could have been a better place
but it was late at night, hence left only the quiet benches and the moonlight.
at least i didn't drown myself in liquor.
so, it's a healthy craving!
in his car tonight, i pretended to be asleep.
i don't want to face the fact that i'm neglected.
when he and m talked all the way, i just shut myself up in my own world of music.
yah, my ears were plugged with the earpiece which i brought with me today, as i sort of predicted such predicament.
i listened to class95fm and i closed my eyes.
along the way, i just peeped at him and couldn't help feeling that we're worlds apart.
no eye contact TOTALLY.
i looked away.
i don't want to look at him.
even after when he dropped me downstairs, i thanked him for the ride and simply turned back.
i can't bring myself to smile whatsoever.
m thought that i was tired 'coz i pretended to sleep.
so be it.
i'm just too tired to bother and to torture myself with misery.
i'd rather see and listen less.
no moomoo icecream tonight.
wall's teenage icecream instead.
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