The Missy ;

# Anabelle Jolyn
# 4th May
# Her Daddy's Princess
# dorty_blurry_jolyn@hotmail.com (friendster)
# ask me for my MSN

Laud ;

# The Most High
# Family
# Friends
# Being a missy girl.
# Those who're hunky-dory to me

Denounce ;

# Feeling negative.
# Things that don't go the right way.
# Calls and texts not being respond.
# Being admonish.
# Backaches.

Wishes-licious ;

# Make wishes/dreams all come true for me.
# Be myself.
# More time for everything.
# All to be healthy and happy.
# Him*

Glory Exits;

Audrey
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Bella
Carrin
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Connie
Eric
Ezzah
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Haryanti
Jordon
Jowy
May May
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My old blog
Noc Vvyne
Noel
Patrichio
Shankra
Wei Yuan Xiao Shu
XiaoWei
Ying Ling
Yu Wen
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Freedom of speech ;




Song picked. ;

Lyrics penned. ;

Bubbly by Colbie Caillat

Will you count me in?

I've been awake for a while now.
You got me feelin' like a child now.
'Cause every time I see your bubbly face,
I get the tinglees in a silly place.

It starts at my toes.
And I crinkle my nose.
Wherever it goes, I always know,
That you make me smile.
Please stay for a while now.
Just take your time,
Wherever you go.

The rain is fallin' on my window pane,
But we are hidin' in a safer place.
Under covers stayin' dry and warm.
You give me feelings that I adore.

It start at my toes.
Makes me crinkle my nose.
Wherever it goes I always know,
That you make me smile.
Please stay for a while now.
Just take your time,
Wherever you go.

What am I gonna say,
When you make me feel this way?
I just... mmm.

And It starts at my toes.
Makes me crinkle my nose.
Wherever it goes I always know,
That you make me smile.
Please stay for a while now.
Just take your time,
Wherever you go.

Da da da da da da da da da da
Oo da doo doo doo doo dumm
Uu oom ba doom ba doo da doo da boo da doo da doo da dumm
Mm mm mm

I've been asleep for a while now.
You tuck me in just like a child now.
'Cause every time you hold me in your arms,
I'm comfortable enough to feel your warmth.

It starts at my soul,
And I lose all control.
When you kiss my nose,
The feeling shows.
'Cause you make me smile.
Baby, just take your time now,
Holdin' me tight.

Wherever, wherever, wherever you go.
Wherever, wherever, wherever you go.

Ooo... Wherever you go.
I always know.
'Cause you make smile.
Even just for a while.

Thursday, January 24, 2008

i know i shouldn't be feeling this way, it's crap. i hate it, to the core. but it's been craved so deep in me, that fear; the fear to be disappointed, the fear to know things that i shouldn't, the fear of losing myself again and the fear that i'll never be able to get up anymore.

tel me what to do. i dont have the confidence. i know that we've all been trying, but it still comes back to me after a while, it still hurts me so much for being such a fool. been too nice, been taken advantage of, been cheated of, been in too much shit and now, here i am, dont know what i want; too lost.

i guess it's one of those fucked up emo days or rather to say night.

these few days, i've been thinking. about quite alot of stuffs. i couldn't sleep well at any time of the day, i can only lay in bed and wait, wait for the time to come. for me to feel sleepy and doze off, but that's not the end. i'll dream but when i wake up, i wouldn't have any recollection of my dreams. it tires my mind so badly, i get headaches from it sometimes.

working life is is such a whore. getting a job isn't very hard as long as you've got the will to find one, but getting one that you like and pays well, it's hard. i'm going for a job interview tomorrow, hoping i'll get a job soon. it's a bore staying home and facing the walls.

it's good to be away, not to be harrass. those times i wasn't happy at all, it'd become out if pity-ness that i stayed. i regret wasting so much resources, people were there to warn but i turned a deaf ear. in the end, i've got myself to blame for being hurt, being cheated on, be whatever that'd turned out on me.

you didn't love, maybe you did but that's not enough. there wasn't any form of care and concern, it's always that cold flat tone. i dont feel like talking anymore. i'm sick of acting like i dont mind if i'm not being surprised, not being cuddled and whisper sweet nothings to, not feeling anything when you talk to some other girls. i'm sick of acting like i dont mind about everything.

i want to be the only and one of someone. the only one that someone ever needed, ever wanted. the one that you'll want to come home to cuddle with, to have dinner with and spend all the time you have with until the end of the world, till the hairs on our heads turned grey and white.

i want to be pampered, i want to be loved, i want to be surprised, i want to be heard. i want to be the one that you hold hands with and tell the world that i'm the one and you're proud of it. i want so much and to be so much more.

I WANT TO BE THE ONE.

where are you?

@ 9:47 PM