summer envy of a plenty *

me to kid 1: whats your name?
kid 1: *stares blankly
me to kid 1: ok, (tries to cough out a conversation) barney?
kid 1: *smiles and shakes head
kid 2: THAT IS SO LAME! *on the top of his voice.
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she: you are a smelly flower
me: (sarcastically) and you are a rose
she: i will ask my father to give you one tight slap
me: do you know what is a rose?
she: yes *nods
me: (stares) do you not like to be called a pretty rose?
she: *avoids conversation.
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he buys a pack of twisties with the money his mum placed in his pocket.

me: aint you gonna open it up and share it with everyone?
he: no, buy it yourself. only $1.50 very cheap.
my colleague: $1.50 cheap? you sure?
he: yah!
me: it;s because you dont work for your money thats why.
he: as if you work for your money? nanny nanny boo boo.
me: if i dont work for money, then why would i be here?
spending time with you? your parents work hard for money know.
and money is hard to earn.
he: so?

*why do they lack gratitude and respect?
where did basic manners go these days?
i cant help but worry for more generations to come.

lets draw a balloon and put you in the balloon then set you free into the blue sky. so you wont annoy me. thank you, have a nice flight and i hope the birds peck you to death.

“i love you. and not, not in a friendly way, although i think we;re great friends. and not in a misplaced affection, puppy-dog way, although i love you. very, very simple, very truly. you are the epitome of everything i have ever looked for in another human being. and i know that you think of me as just a friend, and crossing that line is the furthest thing from an option you would ever consider. but i had to say it. i just, i can;t take this anymore. i can;t stand next to you without wanting to hold you. i can;t, i can;t look into your eyes without feeling that, that longing you only read about in trashy romance novels. i can;t talk to you without wanting to express my love for everything you are.” - chasing amy.

as messy it might seem,
working with pastels make me a happy girl!
the after-effect after completion is lurve…

cant wait for my dinner session with the girls
and supper with the big bad bear.

oh life, i love life. life in singapore.
falalalalalalalalalalalallalalalalaa…
though it might tire me out, dear march…
i am waiting for you, impatiently.

i know, quit the crap in complaining.
yes, i havent been updating. i;ve been a bum for 2 months.
after which, i have just started work for 3 weeks now.
the results: deadly *even though its freelance.
seriously i aint sure how will life be next mth esp
when i will be taking it FULL-TIME.

i know, i aint complaining.
its just the body thats too lazy.
somehow it will adjust back to norm
and eventually, i will be all ready!

and on a gentle reminder,
my weekends, yes, BOTH weekends are burnt.
YAYNESS! time will pass zipperty fast
and i will grow another year older!
and wiser and a step closer to god…
wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

goodnight world.

as much as i;d wish to turn back
i know i cant and prolly i wont.
i have yet to watch myself grow after all these years.
for that, i shall make me happier.

yes, for now.
this is my addiction:

i have fallen in love for myself.
it;s something not within my control.
and the least i can do -  to make me happier,
on my own,  i can *hearts.

xoxo,
the insane-driven ade.

to count each day a blessing.
whether or not things turn out right.
the way we want it to be.
get use to it, you;ll meet familiar faces soon.

packing has never felt this shitty and emotional daunting.

will you learn to date me soon?

lets go to ikea to absorb the christmasy air.
lets head to town to look at the absurb lightings.
lets brisk walk through the mall as if we;re having a competition.
lets walk around chinatown aimlessly and slurping on tang yuans.
lets just end the day with a cosy evening on the sofa with soothing jazz.
lets all be contented with this simple delightful life i;ve forsaken these 6 mths.

all i want for christmas is an “ok”  from you. can?
thanks ah.

xoxo, ade;s

“i spent my time just thinkin thinkin thinkin bout you
every single day yes, i’m really missin’ missin’ you

can you meet me halfway, right at the borderline
that;s where i’m gonna wait, for you
i;ll be lookin out, night and day
took my heart to the limit, and this is where i;ll stay
i can;t go any further then this
i want you so bad it;s my only wish

cause i want, i, i, i want you right now
i travel uptown, i travel downtown
i wanna have you around like every single day”

* B.E.P

like an addicted remedy to the ears. i like.

the date: unknown                             the time: unknown

we were planning an escape route.
through the meandering manual-pumped rivers.
secretly hidden and floating according to plan
within a brownish yellow self-built bookshelf look-a-like “boat”
just wentworth miller and me, trying to disappear before the eyes of the cops.

out of death-defying excitement and the moisture in my sanitary pad,
i slowly opened my eyes and allowed some light into my world of darkness,
stared straight into the clock and reflected..its fucking 6am in the morning.

in times like this, all i need is daddys casual vulgar expression
of KANI NA to sum up the ultimate sian-ness of being up when it aint time to .

NO MORE HEART-THUMPING ACTION DREAMS.
i need a goodnights rest PUHLEASE.