managed to survive without 2 wks of cheekies dosage.
needless to say.
i can now only live with my baby.
big baby to b precise.
hav been seeing his face when dawn breaks.
and strangely im not sick of his face.
not a tinny bit.
oh well.
indeed i hope this relation will last.
and nv ends.
sick of getting ditch.
definately sick of getting cheated.
cheated with my feelings.
and faith.


read this bk.
"why men can only do one thing at a time and women nv stop talking"
really nice book.
da stuff in there are surprisely true.
to noe more bout why blah blah blah......
JUS GO GET DA BOOK LA!
haaaa.


something interesting.
ima wearing my baby's berms now.
IN SCH!!!
hahaha.
i asked my classmate if i look weird.
he was like, "alrite mah. u wear like this b4 rite?"
haaaa.
it's like da 1st time im wearing my guy's berms to sch alrites!
and it's nice.


anyhoo.
i miss my mister dunhill.
wanna b in his arms.
play with his brows.
or jus simply looking at him.
driving like jaychou in initial D.
haha.
really cool eh.


-lunch*