i've hardly been blogging.
im spending money like water, some on luxuries i have to admit, but some things on food wad, cant save on that. and my dad wouldnt give me an allowance raise, not like i asked. but i just hope he knows how lucky he is to have a daughter who would accept that meagre sum of money every week for allowance.
just feeling pretty bitter right now.
so many words i bite back, constantly reminded of repercussions.
i still see tinges of me back then, lurking about now. and sometimes i just wanna give in to all my childish whims.
its all very different now.
and it'll be very different after a while.
and babu ngiam, i miss you much. what happened to your internet connection??? :(
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 10:41 PM.
Thursday, October 11, 2007
it's times like this, in the dead of the night, with KC and Jojo's All My Life on repeat in the background,
that i just, feel like i'm falling in love all over again.
with you.

can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 11:25 PM.
GOODNESS.
i fainted today, while donating blood. It's my first faint, and it's quite a horrible thing to go through lar! i used to think that fainting was pretty cool, like how the actress in those serials always fall limp and have that dreamy look after fainting. WHAT IS MY PROBLEM LAR. it's how scary lar.
the minute the needle went in, i felt a sudden wave of lethargy wash over me, almost immediately. in the next few seconds that followed, everything in my vision started to turn into shades of grey, then black. and then i lost consciousness.
next thing i knew, i was surrounded by a few nurses, all hurriedly removing the needles and elevating my chair in a way to allow for the blood to flow to my head. i remember wondering where the hell i was, as i tried to recall what had happened moments before. i even thought i was at home, waking up from a nap. sheeshh.
thank goodness you were there, dear. :) i know i teared the moment i saw your worried face, but only because it was such a comforting sight amidst the alien equipment and strangers.
i hope they continued storing my blood though, i think it was at least half a bag lar. oh anyway, the pastries they offered at the lounge area is really nice. hehh, NOT that you should donate blood because of superficial, gluttony desires like food, BUT it's just a nice little bonus. :)
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 12:31 AM.