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2003/08/29

was talking to him yesterday.. somehow i thought.. alot of stuff still matters 2 him.. e sms.. e tot i was angry.. tellin me abt e injury.. e naggin abt my sch wrk.. asked if i did tok 2 J cuz he's online too.. somehow i thought it all stil matters to him... not sure if its juz me or.. i reali did felt the right thing.. getting real confused.. was kinda glad that i was able to tok 2 him stil even though things turned real ugly.. i kinda disliked him.. hmm.. sum character prob.. but cant denied the fact that my heart stil skip.. yah skip abit.. whenever he sms me.. but i got no time for all these.. not now at least... i've got loadsa work to finish.. waiting 4 things to turn beta..

*kyLie* posted @ 09:30

2003/08/28

ADULT RESIGNATION I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult. I have decided I would like to accept the responsibilities of an 8 year old again. I want to go to McDonald�s and think that it�s a four star restaurant. I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and make ripples with rocks. I want to think M&M�s are better than money because you can eat them. I want to lie under a big tree and run a lemonade stand with my friends on a hot summer�s day. I want to return to a time when life was simple. When all you knew was colours, multiplication tables, and nursery rhymes, but that didn�t bother you, because you didn�t know what you didn�t know and you didn�t care. All you knew was to be happy because you were blissfully unaware of all the things that should make you worried or upset. I want to think the world is fair. That everyone is honest and good. I want to believe that anything is possible. I want to be oblivious to the complexities of life and be overly excited by the little things again. I want to live simple again. I don�t want my day to consist of computer crashes, mountains of paperwork, depressing news, how to survive more days in the month than there is money in the bank, doctor bills, gossip, illness, and loss of loved ones. I want to believe in the power of smiles, hugs, justice, a kind word, truth, peace, dreams, love, the imagination, mankind, and making angels in the snow. So here�s my checkbook, my wallet, my car-keys, my credit cards and my 401K statements. I am officially resigning from adulthood. And if you want to discuss this further, you�ll have to catch me first, cause, �Tag! You�re It.� --- Author Unknown

*kyLie* posted @ 21:20


everythin started so fast.. was for awhile so happy that he came into my life 2 pull me out of all those pains.. tot he was a blessing.. i thanked GOD for him.. yah.. seriously i did.. and i cherished his presence... yah.. i really did cherished him.. though its oni a few weeks.. i never eva tot of wanting to really let him go.. there were times where i really wanted to give up.. and i really decided to... yet those were the times where i carried the pains.. bearing with them just to let go.. hoping he'll really be happier without me in his life.. 'dun rem the sweet things' he said.. hmm how to.. some stuff just keep ringing in my head.. it just go on flashing and flashing... dun dare to cry though it hurts.. i wont know how to stop if i start crying... for once i tot i found someone.. i really did.. someone who is able to drag me out of those pains.. yet i really dont understand why he chose 2 leave.. and heartlessly he did.. not a single bit of remorse.. is there anything i can do to make you come back? is there anything i can do to see that smile again? is there anything i can do to bring back the amt of love you once had for me..? is there anything i can do to be able to have you around again? is there.... i dont have a single clue.. i dont have the courage to do it anyway.. yet i need you so.. though it hasnt been long... are you really happier this way....?

*kyLie* posted @ 07:09

2003/08/05

broke up e other day.. hmm.. but till now still didnt really cry.. mayb i'm juz immune le.. no idea oso.. or mayb.. reali dun feel anythin le.. juz kpt wantin 2 win.. no more energy 2 fight le laz.. so much sch wrk... alot of stuff 2 do.. FINALLY... finally its all over... the terrible nightmare which lasted for about a year.. ke lian de wo.. never noe i can actuali let go so easily.. quite amaze with myself too.. well done.. keke..

*kyLie* posted @ 21:04

kyLie

I have an imaginery friend... .
I am a day dreamer
I have a grp of Pooh friends...
they used 2 walked ard... haha..

Sometimes i think i actually live in e clouds
I hv e most enchanting garden in my heart..
I'll rather stay in my own utopia..
I'm aint no big fan of reality..

Loves

I love to piss people off in the most delicate way.
I love to see that fuming expressions on their faces

I love the sight of challenges
I love the way I fight on to the end..
If you know what I mean..

Hates

I hate fears
I hate tears
I hate darkness
I hate noises
(& that includes all NAGGINGs)

Wishlist

I want a good rest.
I want a good reward after all hardwork.
(& I mean it, cuz I know I deserve it.)

Links
my Photos
my Photo Blog
my 38zz Buddy
my ex classmate turn everyday LUNCH buddy
she whom i almost nv contact
one of e closest 2 my heart
its been 13 yrs
my playground..
miss his scribbles
dun ask me y but i do read his blog
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