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skin by: Jane
Thursday, February 28, 2008 @ 9:28 PM
Maybe...one day...

Hey hey!
I'm back from campcraft com's training.
Probably my last training with em'
Before they excel and make a name for
Quest NPCC (I hope..)
hehe ^__^
Omg, this training is by far the most tedious training
for me..
I had to sub. amanda and HAD TO PEG.. -__-"
After a few rounds of pegging, my hands and legs went
literally weak..! And worst, i felt dizzy!
Hmph, maybe that's the outcome of not exercising frequently :P
Anywaes, through the many trainings for the campcraft com.
I can clearly see that the girls are more bonded than ever..
And maybe this is where I felt the greatest sense of satisfaction
came from (:
From girls that's frequently pon-ing trainings,
To becoming a team with super uber high morales that motivates one another
^__^


I'm pretty demoralised by the conversation that I had with my CIs today.
Perhaps, maybe.. one day.. I'll be as demoralised as them..
Maybe after a year or two? :S
I'd still remember the big dreams I had before I entered CIBTC
Perhaps, its just impossible to acheive......

I feel sooo deceived by someone recently
and it sucks big time..! fcuking liar.
Maybe i shouldn't place too much faith and trust in
that person from the beginning....

You took my hand
You showed me how
You promised me
You'd be around
Uh huh That's right
I took your words
And I believed
In everything
You said to me
Yeah huh That's right

If someone said three years from now
You'd be long gone
I'd stand up and punch them out
Cause they're all wrongI know better'
Cause you said forever
And ever
Who knew

Remember when
We were such fools
And so convinced
And just too cool
Oh no, No no.
I wish I could touch you again
I wish I could still call you a friend
I'd give anything

When someone said count your blessings now'
Before they're long gone
I guess I just didn't know how
I was all wrong
They knew better
Still you said forever
And ever
Who knew

Yeah yeah
I'll keep you locked in my head
Until we meet again
Until we
Until we meet again
And I won't forget you my friend
What happened

If someone said three years from now
You'd be long gone
I'd stand up and punch them out
Cause they're all wrong and
That last kissI'll cherish
Until we meet again
And time makes
It harder
I wish I could remember
But I keepYour memory
You visit me in my sleep

My darling
Who knew
My darling
My darling
Who knew
My darling
I miss you
My Darling
Who Knew

Nice song! (:



Wednesday, February 13, 2008 @ 2:39 AM
Insomnia

It's like 2.40am in the morning,
and i still can't sleep..!
Oh my.., it's been happening for several days.
Am i having insomnia lately? :S
Anywaes, i'm soooo freakin' bored that i've decided to blog
Life's after cny have been quite mundane though
Wake up, NPCC, Dinner, home-ed, sleep..
The same old routine.. ):
GOD, im practically a walking zombie! Argh..!
Gotta change to a healthier lifestyle mans! (:
Okayys, it's 13 feb today.
1 more day to Valentine's Day
andd
6 more days to the release of PAE results...!!
Omg, i'm seriously looking forward for 19 feb to arrive fast.
Oh God..
Please, i pray i pray to get into BMS.... (:

Here's a lovely story that I've kope-ed from friendster
Pretty Touching.. (:


As I sat there in English class,I stared at the girl next to me.
She was my so-called 'best friend'.
I stared at her long, silky hair.
I wished she were mine, but she didn't notice me like that.
And I knew it.
After class she walked up to me
and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before,
and I handed them to her.
She said 'thanks' and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I wanted to tell her.
I wanted her to know that I don't want to be just friends.
I love her, but I'm just too shy. And I don't know why.
11th Grade...
The phone rang. It was her on the other end.
She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart.
She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did.
As I sat next to her on the sofa,
I stared at her soft eyes,wishing she was mine.
After 2 hours, a Drew Barrymore movie,and three bags ofchips,
she decided to go to sleep.
She looked at me, said 'thanks,' and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I want to tell her. I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends.
I love her,but I'm just too shy.And I don't know why.
12th Grade...
The day before prom she walked tomy locker.
'My date is sick,' she said.
He's not going to go.
Well,I didn't have a date and in 7th grade we made a promise that
if neither of us had dates we would go together just as 'best friends,' so we did.
Prom night, after everything was over,
I was standing at her front doorstep. I stared at her.
She smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes.
I want her to be mine, but she doesn't think of me like that,and I know it.
Then she said, 'I had the best time,thanks!' and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I want to tell her.I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends.
I love her,but I'm just too shy. And I don't know why...
Graduation Day...
A day passed. A week passed. Amonth passed.
Before I could blink, it was graduation day.
I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel
up on stage to get her diploma.
Iwanted her to be mine, but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it.
Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat,
and she cried as I hugged her.
Then, she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, 'You're my best friend,thanks!'
and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I want to tell her. I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends.
I love her, but I'm just too shy. And I don't know why...
A Few Years Later...
Now, I sit in the pews of the church.
She is getting married,now.
Iwatched her say, 'I do' and drive off to her new life, married to another man.
I wanted her to be mine but she didn't see me like that,and I knew it.
But before she drove away,
she came to me and said, 'You came!' She said, 'thanks!'and kissed me on the cheek.
I want to tell her. I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends.
I love her, but I'm just too shy. And I don't know why...
Funeral...
Years pass, and I looked down at the coffin of the girl who used to be my best friend.
At the service they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years.
This is what it read: I stare at him wishing he were mine.
But he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it.
I want to tell him.
I want him to know thatI don't want to be just friends.
I love him, but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
I wish he would tell me he loved me...i wish I did too...i thought to myself, and Icried.



Tuesday, February 12, 2008 @ 3:00 AM
The inside of one's heart...

If you look inside a girl's heart
You'd see how much she really cries
You'll find hidden secrets, bestfriends, and lies
But what you'll see the most
Is how hard it is to stay strong
When nothings right and everything is wrong.



Wednesday, February 6, 2008 @ 6:08 PM
My First Bloggy Post~ =D

Ooyeah~
It's the first post of my bloggy!
I created this blog all by MYSELF, what a great sense of acheivement! *giggles*
It's Chinese New Year Eve, and i can't wait to get my hands onto those AngBaos tomorrow
Money, money and money! =D
Hmph, will be catchin' a midnight movie with the NPCC peeps, kianhwee, kiankiat and binhui. (Ah Long Pte Ltd)
Gosh, im like so beat now..! Due to the fact that i ended my spring cleaning @ 4am today. -_-"
( My room's sooooo freakin' clean now. =D )
Guess what?! I've just realised the hidden motive of my dad's
Dad: Siying, you got enough money to go out anot?
Me: Not really. But, i guess i can make do with it.
Dad: Yar... ( passes me a $50 note)
Me: Huh? Dun want larhs. You've been giving me alot of $50 notes this week ( $300 to be exact)
Dad: Take it larhs. Next time you know hor, you earn money le, must give me $50 notes instead of $2 or $10 notes hor! -_____-"
Hoho~ so now i now the reason behind the Big Bucks! ^_^
Ookayys, my cousins have finally arrive..!
Gotta go and GAMBLE.. ((:




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