sighs.

today, emily woke up at 1130am.
(when it was stated she had to do so at 10 in her timetable)
anyw, i kept thinking about sports day.
i told aman that i was talent scouted by joanne loo to do shot put.
and she actually believed it. haha i still remember jloo told us that if we used the wrong technique, our elbows would hurt or sth. and she showed me a thumb-ups sign for my technique when i threw. and that day after my afternoon nap, my elbow hurt like faeces. B)

and on thurs morn we played badminton. so many peop were playing. not like the hall was ours but. WOOPEE
SINCE I CANNOT PLAY SOCCER EVERYDAY,BADMINTON IS FINE!
aw, really cant wait for midyears to end.
friday. sighs. during the chinese paper, i had 20-30mins left no time to rewrite another compo and see which one was better for submission so i decided to take a nap.
anyw, i dreamed of elsieong cooking food for the first time in 3 bloody weeks!!
and then i felt something gently caressing my shoulder blade. thought it was my mother so i continued sleeping.but whatever it was , it didnt stop touching me,so i opened my eyes slightly and nearly wanted to say "5 minutes la" or walao or sth i would usually say to my mum.saw the script and realised i was in an examination. lifted my head and saw guolanhua leaning over me. B)
at least i didnt drool on my paper. but i kissed my table.
my first kiss!
so unromantic>
after that, we ahd to copy corrections for physics. i was the last to finish but anyw there was a min athletics agthering because, karen piangs aman ningy jie ge liray jan and i were gossiping lol haha
then we wnet berserk thanks to liray.
went to je to have like a late lunch lol
super funny.
the security guard told us that we couldnt sit on the ground so we just stood up.
anyw i laughed hell lot.
best day ive had in many months i guess.
but whenever im with them, i always think about separation.
but then again, it makes me treasure whatever time i have left.
with everyone and anyone.

my days with you all are numbered.
some friends come and go. too many.

i look forward to a beautiful sunday tomorrow. as always.
time will heal all wounds!
all hail MR NG FOR I WILL NOT DISAPPOINT YOU IN EMATHS THIS TIME.
faith is a funny thing, it comes when you least expect it.
anyways
saw this in emily tang's myspace
I want to meet a guy. A guy who doesn’t lie the minute he says hello and gives me a hug. Someone who I can tell almost everything to because he’s honest and trustworthy. A guy who makes me all giggly; someone who makes me break into the stupidest grin with just the mere thought or sight of him. A guy who will totally embarrass himself just to make me smile. A guy who doesn’t mind me meeting and hanging out with his friends. A guy who gives me butterflies everytime my phone rings or beeps and his name flashes on the screen. A guy who will bag me out and be the meanest jerk ever, but I’d still know that he was just messing around and was just trying to make me smile. A guy who can laugh with me about anything and everything. A guy who gets just as excited as I do whenever we’re meeting up. Someone who doesn’t care where we go or what we do, just as long as we’ll be together. A guy who brushes my hair away from my face everytime he tries to kiss me and I purposely shake it back just so he can do it all over again. Someone who will hold me tight and let me cry everything out when I’m feeling at my worst. A guy who I feel comfortable being myself with. Someone who will take care of me but not in the way a 5-year old would be taken care of. A guy who doesn't lie when he says "I Love you". Someone who doesn't think of any other girl when he's with me- absolutely no side-line girls. A guy who is protective of me, but at the same time not insanely jealous of the places I go and people I meet. Someone who gives me piggy back rides. A guy who can and will talk to me till the wee hours in the morning. Someone who can treat me like a best friend and be honest and upfront when giving advice and when working out problems. A guy whose presence in my life will make me feel like everything is perfect. Someone who makes my knees feel like Jello and sends my heart racing everytime he kisses me. A guy who will trace his fingers across my skin because he knows I like it. A guy who can cuddle with me while we watch a late night movie. Someone who doesn’t mind being all mushy and loveydovey and isn’t afraid of being called a pussy. A guy who makes me feel safe. Someone who doesn’t mess with my head just to get what he wants. A guy who will respect me and my opinions. We’ll agree to disagree. A guy who will say he isn't right even though im wrong. Someone who doesn't blame me for things that aren't a result of my own actions. A guy who doesn't take all his crap out on me- thought I will be there for him to listen whenever he needs to talk. A guy who will tell me and make me feel like I’m the most awesomest/beautiful girl he knows, when we both know that it might not be true. Someone who’s just like those guys in chick flicks- but I know, you know, we all know that it’s all made up. It’s make believe. It’s just a lie. Guys like that don’t exist except in fairytales and in Hollywood. And till then, I’ll just tell myself over and over that guys, nice guys, don’t exist in this world.

hate to admit it but it really is true.