moved

Moved to livejournal. (:

Many things happened recently, and I do not wish to elaborate because it's like nightmare. And, I decided to move my blog, because I don't wish to post at a blog that hurt me so much. However, I chose not to delete this blog, because this is where a lot of mine memories are written over here. (: So, may be posting over here. But most probably, I will be posting in livejournal. (:

Bye, blogger. I will miss you.

dance

Photo above : Linda's blog. (:

NDP celebration in school was great on friday! :D Didn't join the flag formation though, but times in studio was fun, busy and fast. :/ Haha. Nervous to the max! Although I made some mistakes. ): But it was great to be on stage, dancing (:

Homework waiting for me. ): I haven't been touching books for the past three days. :/.

Off to finish up homework, goodnight. (:

a love

I bought new contacts today. (:

I've got stage fright! ):

Few more hours to ndp day celebration. Feeling really scared now, despite telling myself it's going to be okay. :/. I'm really scared to forget dance steps! ):

Hopefully everything is going to be fine.

love the way it hurts

It is better to be alone, she figures, than to be with someone who can’t see who you are. It is better to lead than to follow. It is better to speak up than stay silent. It is better to open doors than to shut them on people.

-E. Lockhart, quotebook tumblr

Stepping out of your life, isn't going to be because I don't love you. But because, you don't accept who I really am.

believe

Went out with dad and mom today to railway mall. Haha, was meant to walk around a park near there, but changed of plans, and decided to just walked around there. (: Nothing much to walk about actually, ): boreeeed. Then went to clementi for chocolate and lemon ice-cream. :D. Love both flavour. ;)

Feeling really tired and didn't touch books today. :/.

Alright, got to wake up early tomorrow. Plus, I've got a lot of homework waiting for me. ): Goodnight lovelies.

I hope everything is going to be fine.

I still remember how you used to complain to me whenever you are hungry.. I miss you..
I love you.

scars

There were things I wanted to tell him. But I knew they would hurt him. So I buried them, and let them hurt me.

-Jonathan Safran Foer, quotebook