February 2012
30 posts
“every single time i see your updates on facebook, my heart skips a beat.”
last night
My friend: Hey! You're cute!
Cute guy: Hey, yeah! We're from ANF!
Me: WTF?
that's how they market themselves.
i didn’t think i’m the worst and true enough, i’m not.
i saw the things people did that others had accused of me doing.
i guess it’s how they market themselves.
i’m not gonna mention what they did, because if i did, then what difference does it make from me to the others?
amazing pearl man.
was at the cinema when the amazing spiderman trailer came up. the little boy beside me kept guess, “spiderman! spiderman!” even before the part where the main actor got bitten by the spider. “so smart” i thought. and then he said to his mom proudly, “mommy, it’s 珍珠人，珍珠人(means “pearlman” manadarin)…” until the trailer ended. so gay.
what people say.
managed to catch up with a friend of mine whom i’ve known for 9 years now, and he started telling me how people have been saying some nasty things behind my back. stuff like how i’m making use of people, using some very powerful people as backup, taking them for granted.
i’d certainly hope that they should all understand that firstly, the people that i’m with are not...
“anyone want to be my frienlatine?”
Watchdid a robo.to me. gonna put it on my side bar.
“be kind to one another.”
“it’s dota time.”
“getting your replies was what made my day.”
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it's gonna be a long post before i turn 25.
i am never the kind of person who likes to read long post full of words or would wanna spend half an hour sitting in front of my macbook typing out one. my tumblr has become more of a pictorial blog with my frequent updates of instagram. i then reminded myself the reason why i got this tumblr.
many things happened, obviously, and sometimes i just don’t feel like telling anyone about...
bitchy.
there’s bitchy funny and bitchy annoying. i don’t like the second one.
I CAN DO BETTER.
I CAN DO BETTER.
your apology.
people nowadays don’t really know how to make proper apologies.
or maybe it’s just me that when i do one, i either do it face to face, or at the very least, i’d call, and not send text or private messages in any form.
i think it’s important when you mean it.
i was asked to show a nude photograph of myself just to prove to somebody’s boyfriend that my reaction would...
