Thursday, July 31, 2008

sambal prawn


fly me to the moon and let me play among the stars




im over the fact that i gt fired.
i shall improve then
i shall not stop now.
i refuse to.
like he said, life goes on.

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

i got fired
and then i got insulted like fuck by my teacher



at least, i met my noobblet (bf)

hmm.

Sunday, July 20, 2008

totrtilla chips


sing.



didnt get any role,
but im gg to mc for the show
i guess thats gd enough.

its this saturday, at youth park.
hope everyhin goes well enough

Saturday, July 19, 2008






there are worse things i could do
linger with a boy, or two
even though the neighbourhood thinks im trashy and no good,

i suppose it could be true
but there are worse things i could do

i could flirt with all the guys.
stare at them and bat my eyes
press against them when we dance
make them think they stand a chance
then refuse to see it through
thats a thing id never do

i could stay home every night,
wait around for mr. right,
take cold showers everyday
and throw my life away
on a dream that wont come true
i could hurt someone like me,
out of spite or jealousy
i dont steal and i dont lie
but i can feel and i can cry
a fact i think ud never knew
but to cry in front of you
thats the worst thing i could do

Thursday, July 17, 2008

i saw that handsome Sailor with sya again.
saw him yesterday


she sat around,
and never did she moan
of the long hours she has spent
waiting, alone.

and when it was time
to meet mum and dad
she will go to her room,
and only Hi was said.

she never knew what alone is
she never asked
she thought it was just peace,
quiet,
and natural for a family to be so apart



another short poem i wrote, tooodles~



Monday, July 14, 2008


i believe i'm lucky.
i do~
hahaha
i crack when i see this
its so funny
im supposed to study
but i just dont feel like it.


ive always wanted to sleep forever.


hmm

i had this dream that i died
it was a nice dream.



when u go down
to see the girl
with the long flowy hair
u always ask,
why women are from mars?
but then she nvr really cared.
tats a short poem i wrote.
hmm.
toodles



Thursday, July 10, 2008

whever i see sharks fin soup.
i feel like smashing the pot holding the murder soup

i hate animal abuse.

i know we eat animals and everything,
its for us to survive.
but i hate how they kill the shark to ge the fins
and when they have their fins
they throw the fin-less sharks away in to the sea.
letting them die. slowly. they fucking drown. and their supposed to be fish

fuck poachers
fuck ppl who treat animals like scum.