your lack of depression is making me nervous. are you okay?

Tuesday, May 16, 2006 -

omg, its been 984651254864729 years since i last blogged.
awww, dont u guys just miss reading my oh-so-entertaining nonsense (:
it feels weird blogging down. im losing my magical blogging touch.
hurhur.

had ben&jerrys chocolate fudge brownie after dinner today!
:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDD. couldnt stop grinning frm ear to ear.
chocolates cheer me up like no one else does. YUMMY :D
whenever the chocolate melts in my mouth on my tongue, i seriously felt so SHIOK and thought i was FLOATING.
hhaha. whatever man.
loves loves loves it!

all my mum got me from bangkok was this ORANGE shirt with an elephant printed on it.
convert to sing currency only cost her 16 bucks!
thats like SUPER CHEAP.
my sis has like mountains and heaps of new clothes purchased frm the central shopping centres while i only have ONE MISEARABLE ELEPHANT SHIRT ( my mum is damn proud that its elephant cause it symbolises luck in thailand) that was bought in the AIRPORT.
okay, now u seeeeeee the difference. how come i feel cheated?!?!
): *sulks.

oh did i tell u my mum was being very amusing. she called me from bangkok to tell me she picked up 200 baht frm the floor.
LIKE HYUHHHHHH?!?!
now i can totally understand why the long distance calls can sum up to 1200.
how unbelievable. goodness.
my mum bought ALOT AND I REALLY MEAN ALOT OF CANDIES AND CHOCOLATES.
if i bring all of them tgt, i can open a candy store at my hse. hahah.
hershey, meiji, hello panda, gummies, prawn crackers and blah blah.
the price there is like half of the price in spore! AHHHHH!
i can go there and get buried in candies. O_O

i looked in my mum luggage and figured 1/4 of her money was spent on buying lingerie and underwears in all shapes, sizes and colours.
HAHAHHAHAA.
again cause its very cheap.
my sis has this panty with a small bear printed on the front with a mini pocket at the butt area.
i just go hysterical when i see it!
HAHAH. what the hell right?

another sentimental argument and bitter love.
fucked without a kiss again and dragged it through the mud.
yelling at brick walls and punching windows made of stone.
the worry rock has turned to dust and fallen on our pride.

a knocked down dragged out fight.
fat lips and open wounds.
another wasted night and no one will take the fall.

where do we go from here?
and what did you do with the directions?
promise me no dead end streets
and I'll guarantee we'll have the road.

jeanthemean
cried her heart out at 10:43 PM