tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59803152012-02-17T08:46:01.757+08:00Anjananoreply@blogger.comBlogger5011100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-48460701246067491712007-10-24T03:13:00.000+08:002007-10-24T03:15:21.695+08:00

i've moved. you're a lil too late arent you now darling?

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-77180443852848883972007-10-20T23:58:00.000+08:002007-10-24T03:27:55.626+08:00

GODAMN YOU IP.

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-11985881459444433932007-10-10T21:45:00.001+08:002007-10-10T21:48:53.386+08:00

Dear ______________,when i met you, i was just a teen - hadn't built up my defenses. so i gave myself completely. memories don't go away. i remember everyday. i never ever stop wondering,wondering if you still think of me. i don't need a photograph cause you never left my mind,no you never left my mind. i remember feeling like a ship whose captain was too drunk to steer. and you watched as i was

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-7961758886906452472007-10-10T21:38:00.000+08:002007-10-10T21:44:06.518+08:00

the heart aches becauseit just wasnt right between you and meand i realise nowit will never be.

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-16450572978950679742007-09-26T17:18:00.001+08:002007-09-26T17:21:36.563+08:00

" something abt us"why is it the only song i like is just so beautifully depressing.on a nother note i am eating much too many stick ice creams :)

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1172261241348036292007-09-25T17:14:00.000+08:002007-09-25T17:14:35.746+08:00

I love the rain.I could sit and watch it for hours, just thinking to myself.Yeah, sometimes I actually think about things besides poop and gumdrops.Rain always reminds me that no matter how chaotic things get, the skies will clear up soon and things will be brighter and better.No matter how chaotic things get, there is always some order, some reason, just waiting behind.Just another cycle -

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-24609560330257822822007-09-09T00:32:00.000+08:002007-09-09T00:32:40.183+08:00

I still love you, I really do. I enjoy talking to you all the time, and when I saw you the other day my heart was happy. I think you're wonderful.But I can't get over what you did to me...I feel that trust is the most important thing in a relationship. So no, I can't ever take you backI love you.But I can't.

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-24337000421285529692007-08-29T01:25:00.000+08:002007-09-25T17:15:30.695+08:00

FUN FUN FUN IN THE SUN SUN SUN COME TO HELL. WE HAVE COOKIES! why do i always look so ugh YEA SMACK THAT.erm k. nvm monkeys! eh they left this one behind ooh. starfish. eh, my dear leo. pls stop touching that ball. EH LOOK RETARDS! I LOVE SWINGS . huda and her "frens" me and that dope boy who's gg to get me a harrods bear cos he loves me long time :) EH LEONARD! LOOK ITS OPRAH! hahahaha. CAP HAIR

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-88262073772192486412007-08-27T16:24:00.000+08:002007-08-27T16:26:50.171+08:00

lies love and deciet.the past few days he's been treating me like he should have done months ago.he tells me he's changed.but i still have my doubts.i cant love you like i used to. and its ur fault, not mine.

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-55677479257451150612007-08-19T20:53:00.000+08:002007-08-27T16:23:19.369+08:00

i wish i could believe that if i told you my thoughts, and told him no, and just was fucking honest, things would actually work out the way i want them to.he wants to be with me, he tells me he is sorry for the way he treated me. and realised that i had always been the one, not her. and i'm like. yea thanks. but no thanks.you seriously thing after all the shit you put me through that i can love

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-67136273714123178412007-08-18T21:52:00.000+08:002007-08-18T23:11:19.331+08:00

i went to watch the fireworks display for well the fire works festival on friday,yea fireworks after my Media management exam.yea after the exam. no not the reason i left early.here's a few photos! and indians will always be well read andknowledgable. YES EVEN DURING A FIREWORKS SHOW.it was nice, going out with you.it made me stop thinking abt kenneth after a long time. though i'll never ever

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-26075628786493418942007-08-15T17:49:00.000+08:002007-08-15T17:55:23.449+08:00

Kanye West Lyricsi just love this song. it makes me want to get up and dance and also that hot girl is in it.cant remember her namebut its just what i need now.who know daft punk and kanye could make me so happy?

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-64901107821606772312007-08-14T15:04:00.000+08:002007-08-14T15:10:44.881+08:00

i miss them. yet i dont want to go to school on friday, because i have my 1st paper. argh

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-47234045977138456172007-08-13T17:29:00.000+08:002007-08-13T17:30:55.802+08:00

so sorry for sending so many emails.i just realised people can now edit my posts. heheyes i am not good with IT.complete IT virgin.the resent email is to read only.again sooooo sorry.

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-29223654383552544692007-08-11T15:03:00.000+08:002007-08-11T15:19:27.669+08:00

WELL THE GODDAMN PRODUCTION IS OVER

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-78401893185001034942007-08-08T02:03:00.000+08:002007-08-08T02:24:26.012+08:00

Shoot me and get it over and done with. I hate the way he's playing with my feelings,when he's stuck in a rut i'm everything to him the moment i hear him out and solve his stuff i become nothingi swear what u said to me in the dressing room hurt like hell. i didnt want to show you that you affected me so i moved away, let you have your own space with your own friends.i was minutes close to having

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-9586307632674905572007-08-04T20:58:00.000+08:002007-08-04T19:25:23.083+08:00

One night, we'll be lying down on an open field, watching the stars aboveI'll have my head on your chest and I'll be listening to your steady heartbeat.And you'll have your arm around my shoulders.And you'll be talking to me softly while playing with my hairAnd then there will be a comfortable silence.And I'll put my arm around you and tug you closer to me.And I'll say softly, "Will you be mine

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-58325344002777172562007-08-01T00:50:00.000+08:002007-08-01T00:59:41.909+08:00

I AM GOING TO SEE ROBERT SMITH TODAAAAAAAY!!i am so excited i cant sleep. i am going to see my favourite band (well apart from depeche mode.)omg omg omg. i know its no simple plan or jaychou concertbut atleast i'll be going for the music, not the artist's sake.PLUS there will be no deluded singaporean teens that listen to BAAAD BAAAD music there.i know maybe blowing 178 bucks is a tad much but

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-64182410732680203262007-07-29T17:59:00.000+08:002007-07-29T18:01:53.173+08:00

i knew you'd screw me over the moment i trusted you. i hate you so much. and its so hard to see the way you beam when she arrives to the scene.is she really better than i?

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-50015941949849024232007-07-28T21:01:00.001+08:002007-07-28T23:34:12.400+08:00

Because its you.secrets. we look so happy. maybe, i said maybe i like the ad a lil too muchexcuse me mister, what you looking for? stop look posei liked staying back at macstalking about indian accents and knock knock jokes.i also liked what you told me at my doostep.lets hope u keep to your word.cos its my heart on the line.once again TAG REPLIES Manda: oh its our secret. hahaRaul: But she looks

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-84264033780634303972007-07-26T21:25:00.000+08:002007-07-26T21:28:04.976+08:00

how did he know i was upset? and thank you raul for the sms! it made my dayand amanda for this. it means alot :)

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-70094295229804742472007-07-26T02:55:00.000+08:002007-07-26T19:04:12.268+08:00

I'm too afraid to let myself be happy because I'm afraid that as soon as I do it will all go downhill.

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-35750511557731706332007-07-22T04:17:00.000+08:002007-07-22T04:18:02.249+08:00

MATTHEW''; which mask will you wear today& how about the one with the pretty smile; says:we are so fucked.& Anjana says:oh yes& Anjana says:that we are

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-80467737871300655802007-07-22T02:00:00.000+08:002007-07-22T02:11:19.500+08:00

DONT READ IF UR WHINY AND WILL IN DUE TIME ACCUSE ME OF GIVING AWAY PLOT DETAILS FOR HARRY POTTER BOOK 7, cos that's exactly what i intend to do. i am so disapointed by the last Harry Potter book ( will be now known as HP)but i am glad i didnt spend cash to buy something so predictable!and the part where HP will end up with Ginny Weasly and have not ONE but THREE fucking kids! let alone fucking

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-37190592551612633162007-07-21T00:45:00.001+08:002007-07-21T01:03:02.753+08:00

Clementine: You know me, I'm impulsive. Joel: That's what I love about you.I already forget how I used to feel about youi hate the movie eternal sunshine of the spotless mind.i hate the film because its so darn good.and its taken so well, the timelapses, the acting, everything is just perfect.its so different fom the other love stories. its really hard for films to make me upset, but this

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-38905206353991558772007-07-15T23:50:00.000+08:002007-07-15T23:50:18.230+08:00

Never allow someone to be your priority while allowing yourself to be their optioni learnt a valuable lesson last night, thank you : )___________________________________________also i wish i could keep the boy in my cupboard forever. but he keeps another in his heart forever. so i should just go away forever.

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-28661180027733242882007-07-13T11:35:00.000+08:002007-07-13T11:36:58.598+08:00

DONT READ THIS MR AZHAR! THIS IS NOT FOR YOUI DONT STALK YOUSO PLEASE DONT STALK METHANK YOU :)

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1428596578569639752007-07-10T02:55:00.000+08:002007-07-10T03:02:56.996+08:00

Last night, you said you will be alone because you won't ever find someone who can accept and love you for who you are, with all your bad tendencies like i did.I wanted to say then why even try?But I'm not going to be an idealistic stupid girl living in a dream-world where everything works out perfect.If that's how it happens, that's how it happens.Strange how just a few hours later you told me

Anjananoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-24716194500163480552007-07-10T02:43:00.000+08:002007-07-10T02:48:05.912+08:00

i cant sleep at nightwhy you ask?cause i am still thinking about my pez sweet dispenser that brat stole from me

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-4101600989566866762007-07-08T16:41:00.000+08:002007-07-08T16:45:36.222+08:00

we went crazy with leonard's webcam.i want that laptop of his. its ubercool. i shld be using it heh.

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-32316830829621187632007-07-08T16:35:00.000+08:002007-07-08T16:35:38.904+08:00

it was an interesting night i guess.there was a full moon and everyone was really self-deprecating and thought they looked fat. the music wasn't very good, but we danced anyway.also, "the best looking boys are taken." this is true. no matter where they are.

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-59950470216715884922007-07-07T00:00:00.000+08:002007-07-08T16:38:46.717+08:00

im not going to wait around like an idiot.im not going to get my heart ripped out and stepped on again.i gave up everything for you, dropped everything, but im not going to anymore.im going to grow up and be happypeople want what they cant have, right?oh this an emo post, not good not good7 7 07 for some reason this day scares me.

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-85036872189134745052007-06-28T21:26:00.000+08:002007-07-06T12:29:08.314+08:00

my birthday.it was weird because we didnt have our routine nutella and bread breakfast because you're all the way in sydney :(but thank you for the scarf u sent me and the singing delivery guy, my neighbour prob thinks i'm weird. haha.raul was the first person to wish me!!! prob cos he was right next to me then. thank you for the bracelet! its just so beautiful i dont want to use it cos i'd prob

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-24552774443936337842007-06-28T18:46:00.001+08:002007-06-28T21:25:14.026+08:00

i have not been updating for the longest time ever, its cos my wireless is down.lets start with the preffered frens club's trip to beach roadthat stupid matthew cheated us, he only wanted to go there for his stuff. pfft.and in the end he didnt come cos HE WAS GROUNDED , ahaha.so here are the pics, we went to starbucks cos it was hot BUT the aircon there didnt work. pfft.so we went to raffles

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-20450087101731508512007-06-26T23:57:00.000+08:002007-06-26T20:00:58.817+08:00

lets be nothing, i heard it lasts forever

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-43892910184511945232007-06-19T22:01:00.000+08:002007-06-19T22:07:57.925+08:00

I'll be surprised if you blow me off and do nothing at all, esp on my birthday. It's so like you to do something like that, I kind of expect it. How sad.If you don't do anything then, don't ever call me again. Don't ever talk to me again. Don't ever even look at me again. It will be over and it will be YOUR fault.It sounds a lot harsher than it is. All I'm asking you to do is decide what's more

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-25664904141146392007-06-12T22:21:00.000+08:002007-06-16T00:03:59.710+08:00

WHEEEEEE.went out with the preffered friends club yeterday. it was super fun!we went to this animal shelter at pasir ris. I also went to visit my boyfriend at pasir ris camp.syaz and huda says he's hot. but khai said no one can compare to rain. *rolls eyes*then on the way there we saw this holy ray of light. so we got down on our knees and prayed for good grades in the recent Media Research paper

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-69632541194042190722007-06-12T15:45:00.000+08:002007-06-12T16:10:34.224+08:00

People change, when they fall out out love.There's something in my headSomewhere in the back saidWe were just a good thingWe were such a good thing Make it go away without a wordI'm the most active at night. Ask anyone - I'll bite your head off when you ask me what I want for breakfast (if I wake up before 10am), but I also come alive at 9pm and don't start to fade until 2...3...4...Unfortunately

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1172254755230171242007-06-11T02:17:00.000+08:002007-06-11T19:39:12.572+08:00

i always analyze too much.I always try and figure out if someone would be a good friend before actually getting to know them.Bad practice to get into.I think I may have missed that part of childhood where you learn to just make normal conversation.I wonder how I can go about getting that.

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-6649985634125891282007-06-10T19:34:00.000+08:002007-06-11T20:07:21.078+08:00

first and formost. i am sorry to all i didnt return calls/sms/Ims to whoever who sent me.i was away bumming around at a place which made me reflect hell of a lot. lets see. in no chronological orderit was our KOREANA'S bdae on thursday i have alot to say. i am still waiting for my surprise party. i have been spending every waking moment trying to get the perfect surprised expression. heheh.then

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-52297879062256415532007-06-08T11:08:00.001+08:002007-06-08T11:10:23.642+08:00

he kept saying shhh in class ytd it pissed me off. then today he's making so much noise in class.in weird voices somemore! that's just pissing me off so much more.

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-30269369605886555802007-05-31T01:35:00.000+08:002007-05-31T01:36:54.461+08:00

i blurted out to him that i may need to go back for surgery in junehe said i cant talk now.that seems to hurt. alot,

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-70302798676969573432007-05-27T15:58:00.000+08:002007-05-30T02:14:23.729+08:00

Tearing up photographs of past lovers and dead leaves are falling to the floor.Finding myself and telling myself you exist.You may be intangible.My hand is stuck in dry paint and my heart is stuck on you.This morning, the sunlight was burning my foot. It was warm but painful and I just lay there because I wanted to remember that moment.It is how you make me feel.This whole week has been as

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-72056053927418992462007-05-27T15:29:00.000+08:002007-05-27T15:41:03.510+08:00

do you hate it when people call themselves fatbecause to me its a BIG HUGE FAT GIGANTIC ENORMOUS compliment.so thank you for noticing my tummy thighs butt and im surprised you didnt notice that when i giggle my tummy jiggles or when i walk my thighs make a sound of harmony or that my butt doesnt shake as much as it could :)

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-91658786509681860932007-05-24T20:35:00.000+08:002007-05-24T20:36:21.102+08:00

i completly screwed my presentation,.and i mean it.@!#$@$@

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-38651375129044528972007-05-20T01:29:00.000+08:002007-05-20T01:50:53.043+08:00

WELLLLLLL...i have a questionwhat do you call strippers that refuse to undress?and i think that i am fat,no i'm not being self depreciating.its just that shankar tried to carry me today.and he was struggling.that's so saddddddddd.anyway.thank you for the boat ride and the dinner.it was nice. it took my mind off things,and i felt happy after a long time.

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-142889088454884982007-05-17T02:45:00.000+08:002007-05-17T02:48:45.616+08:00

yea so i like this song.atleast i'm not like you secret avril lavigne fans. or you emo rock posersor you stupid j-pop ah lians. oh diana, have i told you recently.i hate you so muchthat it hurts me more than it will you, when u read this

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-45907325205816353052007-05-15T02:37:00.000+08:002007-05-15T03:08:05.766+08:00

THIS MANY PICTURES ENOUGH? nope no drunk. just retarded. totally. ok fine he can do it, big whoop. we are so fucking hard working.MY FAV AUSSIE SNACK SHOP!bblicious its not everyday the guys get to be with the girls in the same toilet. ooh speed!

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-90206780388085457842007-05-11T03:31:00.000+08:002007-05-11T03:52:16.618+08:00

i fall in love with the worst kind of peoplelike those who toy with feelings.lets face it, i was there for you more than you were ever there for me.you'd tell me to suck it up if i had a problemmy problems were trivial as compared to yoursyou didnt take time to know about me.all you did was find faults with me.i was never good enoughyou kept comparing me to other girlslook how she dresses, look

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-21443280230825221052007-05-07T23:56:00.000+08:002007-05-08T00:02:55.914+08:00

i dont like the fact that raul keeps making fun of my french name(no i'm not crazy. i have to pick one for french class)THERE IS NTH WRONG WITH ROXANNE.haha.that name means alot to me.apart from this life goes on :D

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1172254176257996992007-05-02T20:05:00.000+08:002007-05-02T20:06:00.239+08:00

Are we on the same page?I get the feeling we're not even in the same book."I feel strong as shit lately as far as doing what I think the right thing to do is.At the same time, I can't help but feel like the only thing I can do sometimes is push people away.Honestly, I wish I wasn't like that.It's weird.I feel like I've been to the bottom, and looked up and been able to see everything for what it

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-91592503697554114392007-05-01T12:53:00.000+08:002007-05-01T00:53:48.747+08:00

she wouldnt let me be anywhere but inside.i've cried and gotten my heart broken about a million times this week. it barely even affects meanymore.are you happy? i hope so. i am, but it's an accident, so please don't resent me.i want a car so badly. i don't even have my license, but i feel this overwhelming need to drive. i am trapped in my little neighborhood. i haven't been grocery shopping in

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-41791145576943385312007-05-01T00:54:00.000+08:002007-05-01T01:20:45.050+08:00

the first day of the second year.well yes i am a senior. that scares me terribly,apart from that i had only 45 mins of lesson today. but was in sch from 2 to 5. how horrid. it was nice hanging out with my "clique" cos we can make fun of ppleyea mean, but that's how we roll ya'lland my bb is a bad influence. tsk. and azhar is my P.M. double tsk.and i need to improve on my indian accent. the

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-49244963471900774352007-04-29T22:53:00.000+08:002007-04-29T23:13:01.035+08:00

i love you to death but i think i was happier when we were strangers I really hate what you said to me on the phone last night, I hate you; really hate you for leaving me, for saying goodbye, for walking away, for saying you need a breather. Don't tell me that you'll still always be here for me. You were never there for me in the first place.Don’t you dare say we could try again, but right now

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-71961277056642037452007-04-22T14:29:00.000+08:002007-04-22T14:42:45.378+08:00

Last night I dreamt all my fingertips were cut off. It looked like this:There was no blood. I tried to super glue them back on. It kind of hurt, even though it was a dream. When I woke up I looked at my hands. I'm glad I still have fingers. I've been thinking about it all day.sometimes i want to smash my head hard against a wall i think i'm so dumb.almost everyone i find attractive looks kind of

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-22034307959244338992007-04-21T18:36:00.000+08:002007-04-21T18:47:03.738+08:00

he said he loved me but had somewhere to go.i just put myself up for a heartbreak againafter 2 months of planning and all. i finally did his suprise party. it was nth spectacular. but i hope " its the tht that counts" applies herewhat broke my heart was that i had no sorries for the way he acted the last weeki admit i was secretive and allbut i was planning a suprise party!and you thought i was

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-64347576616976754392007-04-21T00:53:00.001+08:002007-04-21T00:53:18.404+08:00

i really need to stop setting myself up for dissapointment. its really starting to suck now

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1172256706659880862007-04-20T02:51:00.000+08:002007-04-20T22:56:55.317+08:00

I found this in my email today:---------------From: chione@mail.zp.uaDate: 20/04/200711:09 PMBecome a legally ordained minister within 48 hoursAs a minister, you will be authorized to perform the rites and ceremonies of the church!Perform Weddings, Funerals, Perform Baptisms, Forgiveness of SinsVisit Correctional FacilitiesWant to start your own church?Press here to find out how----------------I

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-13490400967398252982007-04-17T23:17:00.000+08:002007-04-17T23:25:10.329+08:00

When I'm emotionally attached to someone, I suffocate them.and that scares the shit of me, and not want to be with anyone ever again.

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-76727131936844113362007-04-17T00:26:00.001+08:002007-04-18T01:02:55.911+08:00

A POST FOR ALL THE TAG REPLIES (cos i'd rather that than a date with mr.thinginpant)lene : http://www.titane.ca/concordia/dfar251/igod/main.html. have fun with god, he's my homeboy.huda: i didnt tell her. heheheMATTHEW : I DIDNT GET YOU ANYTHING BUT INDIAN CARROTSRaul: oooh scaryCraig: sorry bosskenneth: oh yea it was. had a head spilting headache after that haha.cin: cause you loved me so much

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-52758223826453667602007-04-17T00:26:00.000+08:002007-04-18T01:01:38.733+08:00

A POST FOR ALL THE TAG REPLIES (cos i'd rather that than a date with mr.thinginpant)lene : http://www.titane.ca/concordia/dfar251/igod/main.html. have fun with god, he's my homeboy.huda: i didnt tell her. heheheMATTHEW : I DIDNT GET YOU ANYTHING BUT INDIAN CARROTSRaul: oooh scaryCraig: sorry bosskenneth: oh yea it was. had a head spilting headache after that haha.cin: cause you loved me so much

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1172255766157585492007-04-15T00:27:00.000+08:002007-04-16T00:28:36.508+08:00

Relaxxx, take it eassssyyyy.I was hurt really badly tonight.what you said to me, was prob the worst of all you've said thus far.but i still do things for you.i keep holding on to you like a bad habit.and that makes me feel used.I'm not good at hiding it. In fact I would go far as to say I'm pissed off.I also messed up my finger and did something terrible.Something that's been on my mind a lot

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-76635152675417923642007-04-12T19:18:00.000+08:002007-04-12T19:23:34.550+08:00

so bite me.I'm sick of the crying, the pining and hoping. This is where it ends. Maybe one day when this is all over, I'll tell you and we'll laugh it over.But right now, it hurts too fucking much to even think about anything. You've made my heart such a tart, but thats alright because I'm not a robot, I'm a real girl. . Fuck you *******, but thats alright because we're friends now.If you come

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-25948528474813927222007-04-08T22:54:00.000+08:002007-04-08T23:00:03.861+08:00

But no matter how many fish in the sea,it feels so empty without me.i know i havent updated for ages. i am sorry. sara is one good motivator.i didnt want to update at all.kudos sara.so.some of you have been pretty upset at the fact that hid the fact that i had to have an operation last month.i know its irritating, finding out that someone else knew and u didnt.so once at for all.i had a clot in

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-31320751289061838332007-03-18T19:12:00.000+08:002007-03-18T19:21:55.508+08:00

1. Do you like Chinese food?its OK I guess2. How big is your bed?` enough for me and you and maybe her too.3. Is your room clean?` clean ? is that some kind of dish?4. Laptop or Desktop computer?` now I'm using a desktop. I miss my laptop, all my porn videos sigh5. Favorite comedian?` none6. Do you smoke?` smoke? Is that a type of dish ? I have no idea what that is,7. Does anyone like you?` yes8.

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-33142921233294466002007-03-13T18:01:00.000+08:002007-03-13T18:26:10.705+08:00

I am alone but adoredBy a hundred thousand moreThen I said when you were the last highAnd I have known loveLike a whoreFrom at least ten thousand moreThen I swore when you were the lastI was the first to have spokenAnd I said just aboutAll of the things you shouldn't saySo maybe you loved me but nowMaybe you don'tAnd maybe you'll call meMaybe you won't i havent told my mom that sch starts only on

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-43599972301568520052007-03-12T17:16:00.000+08:002007-03-12T17:18:52.655+08:00

I've always been a dreamerI've had my head among the cloudsNow that I'm coming downWon't you be my solid groundMybe i'm too sensitive and demanding,.but the things you do/ dont do affect meand i dont think u and i have a chance.we just arent meant to be together.lets not try to go through the shit again.thank you.

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-83295976984037181662007-03-09T18:09:00.000+08:002007-03-09T18:11:51.315+08:00

like an antichrist at the crucifixationi rejoicedwhen he said it was me.but then, i realised it may not go anywhere.wonder why he left it as such.

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-42660727984580731862007-03-09T15:32:00.000+08:002007-03-09T15:35:07.643+08:00

this is why i say there is no god :( johnny depp's daughter has blood poisoningso sadhaiz.

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1868530618613125372007-03-08T15:11:00.000+08:002007-03-08T15:15:58.760+08:00

when asked what love was.i repliedits looking out the window with a telescope at the boy of your dreams :)

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-6337295786536418492007-03-07T16:14:00.000+08:002007-03-07T16:15:15.763+08:00

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-6993597363359809432007-03-07T01:14:00.000+08:002007-03-07T02:00:21.877+08:00

hello world!today was my farewell come syazni birthday celebration.happy birthday girl!anyway we went fish and co.here's the pictures!me huda khai and her grillz. hahathis is what me and kenneth had. O.o yummy it is better than the nuggets ok!oh syazni looks so happy with her presents!i cant beleive this is my bb..me and my girls!and my boys! see that light behind me? i'm an angel. shh. it'll be

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1172260211642211262007-03-06T12:22:00.002+08:002007-03-06T12:22:27.780+08:00

I can't sleep and with not sleeping comes loneliness and thinking too hard about things. I hate being lonely just as much as everyone else does.Here is a story.

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1172941894312949192007-03-04T01:03:00.000+08:002007-03-04T01:11:34.336+08:00

we wasted another night love. and we dont have much time left.OK. i am going to kill every single one who blogged, told, smsed, whatever about epic movie being funny.i kept waiting for the funny part only to realise that the movie ended.GAR! MY $9.50 DOWN THE DRAINbut on the other hand i spent quality time with you,somedays i just want to call you minei want to tell every one you're my boybut i

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1172848287581289602007-03-02T23:06:00.000+08:002007-03-02T23:11:27.583+08:00

Its All About My Life,My People,My feelings...all abt (_______________)that's how your blog starts.if it can apply to you why not me?its my life, you're one of my "people" (i mean used to be) and it was about my feelings.i wld have rather you scream your head off at me.hell even use vulgarities. whatever, just to clear the airinstead you chose to end our friendship.strangly that hurted much

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1172826634135930082007-03-02T17:04:00.000+08:002007-03-02T23:03:03.436+08:00

glitter is the herpes of the craft world..I dont know why.i dont know why you told me you're cryingi dont know why you told me she "found out"its not like its smth to hideyou likED me, and that was then.i feel miserable about what happened. i felt played used lead on.and now you telling me that you and her are overone of the reasons being this doesnt help me feel any better.i feel sad that you

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1172685262716641962007-03-01T01:48:00.000+08:002007-03-01T01:54:22.733+08:00

if i told you things i did beforetold you how i used to bewould you go along with someone like me if you knew my story word for word had all of my history would you go along with someone like me i did before and had my share it didn't lead nowherei would go along with someone like youit doesn't matter what you do who you were hanging withwe could stick around and see this night through

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1172645656120585912007-02-28T14:50:00.000+08:002007-02-28T14:57:28.633+08:00

i am alive, and that is the best that i can do.i feel like a mess lately.certain little things keep knocking me down and making me feel insecure and pathetic.I just hated feeling crazed all the timeI wish i could figure out school.Its to the point where i wanna say fuck it and not go to school next semester and just finish up the exams.I think i've basically got it down though.Just waiting to see

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1172330405041678662007-02-24T23:11:00.000+08:002007-02-24T23:20:05.063+08:00

I seem to be blogging alot. shldnt i be studying?oh here goes raul tagged me. pfft.1.Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?- all signs point to a maybe2. Are you crushin on someone?- no3.Have you ever liked someone so much that it hurt?- I seem to always like someone till it hurt4.Have you ever made a boyfriend or girlfriend cry?-hell yea5. Are you happier single or in arelationship?- I

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1172312275683560652007-02-24T18:05:00.000+08:002007-02-24T18:17:55.706+08:00

I think britney looks hot being G.I Joe.I overheard someone speaking about meA little about my disposition, not anything direIn point of fact somewhat nice, on the divergentIt was nice he thought of meHe said I was strong to othersBut something about how he at all times is able to see the real meAs a sweet and nice girland how i'm going through my problems with my "head held high" (who uses that

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1172253050442161912007-02-24T01:49:00.000+08:002007-02-24T01:50:50.456+08:00

Can I borrow $100?*edit*Will you help me rob a bank instead? Better yet, let's defraud the federal government. Defense contractors do it all the time.

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1172210501972945452007-02-23T13:53:00.000+08:002007-02-23T14:01:41.990+08:00

hey craig i found out what you can make for you girlfriend.she'll go ballistic when she sees this. serious.http://www.tamponcrafts.com/its super easy to make.i mean you can just raid her toiletries for the materials.make her the valentines heart earingg!its technically jewellery!and she can also make it a femine statement.and i the greatest friend you have or what!it's a girls dream come true.oh

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1172154147580775622007-02-22T22:20:00.000+08:002007-02-22T22:22:27.676+08:00

shit happens i knowbut i cant forget it.i am forced to change because of my circumstance.i didnt want it to be this way,

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1172141894497630502007-02-22T18:14:00.000+08:002007-02-22T18:58:14.516+08:00

i spoke to god.i think we hit it off.*beams*

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1171908260725464972007-02-20T01:55:00.002+08:002007-02-20T02:09:25.286+08:00

Take a look at my girlfriend, she's the only one i got.i was chilling out, maxing and relaxing all cool when suddenly i was hit up by the ill.this has dampened my energy levels for a week now.the ill always visits me on vacations.it jammed up my sinuses and threw hammers in my head.but i have been fighting back.popping more pills than a microwave pops corn.nyquil, dayquil, tylenol and

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1171612468761280492007-02-16T15:36:00.000+08:002007-02-16T15:54:28.826+08:00

My Valentines Day.my valentines day consisted of a syringe, a candle, my addiction and candy c.yes a junkie's dream come true :]thank you. but my dinner date was just spectacularjust me and my suresh yeay.TAG REPLIESHuda: damn newblog equals less viagra. hahaRaul: done man done.cherylene: done. aww thank you :]manda: hellosean: done. i love you too :)Matthew: yes matt that wld be nice muhahaha,

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1171353353812802402007-02-13T15:49:00.000+08:002007-02-13T15:56:46.716+08:00

There is no such thing as love and romance (hallmark stole it)this valentines day intend to get knocked unconcious by a big bottle of vodka.and when i wake up. it'll be the 15th.praise alcohol!

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1171090174180828142007-02-10T14:49:00.000+08:002007-02-10T14:49:34.276+08:00

Sometimes my favorite part of the day is when I get to lie in my bed and go to sleep, all snuggled under my blankets. My dream world, though sometimes terrifying, is sometimes more palatable and exciting than my real one.I was lonely today, there seems to be something unspoken thats filling the air with thickness, will I have to be the one to apologize for some unspoken understanding, will I now

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1170084591486024002007-01-29T23:09:00.000+08:002007-01-29T23:38:47.730+08:00

Awake and alone in a room I hardly know.School is going pretty well albeit the excessive faking I have to exude.DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY TIMES I FAKED MY LAUGHTER AND SMILES?And if anyone else tries to fucking tell me that I'm quote unquote "why dont I say hi" or you didnt talk to me", its becausea) My mind happens to block out the feelings for that personb) Your too insignificant to me since I am

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1169786153602205492007-01-26T12:21:00.000+08:002007-01-26T12:45:54.570+08:00

Fiz hurt my feelings. i dont like him!+kunda-eva.blogspot.com+ cos u noe im here for u says:that pic is soooo wrong..Silver Bullet to the Heart. says:what pic?+kunda-eva.blogspot.com+ cos u noe im here for u says:there+kunda-eva.blogspot.com+ cos u noe im here for u says:ur pic this pic Silver Bullet to the Heart. says:what's wrong abt it?+kunda-eva.blogspot.com+ cos u noe im here for u says:it

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1169655307168973632007-01-25T00:04:00.000+08:002007-01-25T00:15:07.186+08:00

Quick post. cos i'm too lazy to do a proper one.WHY does huda's blog sell viagra?go check it.and YOU.pls get well soon.I care shit loads about you(and it freaks me out how much i care abt you)its weird i feel sad when ur sadand i like making u laughi dont like how we dont meet or talk like we used to.and it pisses me off when u make fun of me or ignore my messages.but nevertheless, you still mean

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1169301662636046002007-01-20T20:51:00.000+08:002007-01-20T22:05:54.273+08:00

i hate how there is a part of you in who i am now. i dont have much to say, but i promised i will update regularly.so here goes.took pics for knn ica and i realised a couple of things,hmm, hafiz WOMEN SPECIALIST. hmm..Khai and Mr.Mac D seem to have hit a communication break through,Khai: sigh you have no idea how guilty i feel after downloading songsMr. Mac D: yes i do, and i dont care if the

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1169034799511089822007-01-17T23:35:00.000+08:002007-01-17T19:53:22.606+08:00

The beat my heart skipped.i am still yet to finish my PMM slides, and the presentation is tommorrow!which means i have to go and find my heels. damn it.today although we lounged around in school.a pretty pathetic lunch to follow after,i almost forgot how fun it was ard you.and i needed it.you made me so happy, that for once in a very long time i smiled and it didnt hurt.the worst part about our

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1168963459003090882007-01-16T23:58:00.000+08:002007-01-17T00:04:19.003+08:00

Yesterday was crazyWe used to stay up all night on the phone together.Even though we live miles apart it made it feel like you were right nxet to me talking.We havnt done that in weeks and it hurts I know your having problems, but i am here,. I know how bad that sounds, but I was the one who talked to you when you were upset.And you did the same for me.Now there is nothing.And I'm upset.And I

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1168911581017408042007-01-16T09:38:00.000+08:002007-01-16T09:39:41.043+08:00

Whatever i typed yesterday which was alot! is gone! FUCK YOU BLOGGER!

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1168171973003580432007-01-07T19:49:00.000+08:002007-01-07T21:09:51.513+08:00

nothing, hurts like love.i've put back the password since pple even called to ask me to put it back(sheesh greg you cld have come up with a better excuse to talk to me, haha.)i have just 5 resolutionsi hope i stick to them.went to shankar's play the other dayhad to wait half an hr for the ticketsbut i didnt mind cos while i was waiting for him with sara charlene cindy and yulincindy confessed

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1167930158977734212007-01-05T05:00:00.002+08:002007-01-05T01:12:21.063+08:00

its five in the morning, I can't sleep, and I just got the biggest craving for caramel frappe ever.buy for me.

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1167561754935652162006-12-31T18:31:00.000+08:002006-12-31T18:42:34.953+08:00

say hello to one more year of dissapointment.today for new years i will be surrounded by many people, great music and good food,but i will feel empty and alone.because you wont be thereto the restHAPPY NEW YEAR.have a great one.this is the time to tell that special someone you love them like no tommorrow.have fun and stay sober,then again getting wasted on new years is what its all about :)

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1167321408231334522006-12-28T23:36:00.000+08:002006-12-28T23:56:48.253+08:00

i've gotten into the pattern of being in love with you. I like how I love you, but also knowing that I'm not IN LOVE with you. The thought of you makes me smile. I know I needed you in my life, because this is what happenedI'm not over you yet. But I'm trying. We're never going to get back together because it won't get better. But what's funny with looking back is, I only remember the good times.

Anjananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5980315.post-1167026380767827952006-12-25T13:54:00.000+08:002006-12-25T13:59:40.786+08:00

Last night.I had such a bad dream last night. You were in it, and we kissed. And I held you like I should've all those other times, but didn't.I woke up and actually thought it happened, which made matters worse. When I realized it was really just a detailed dream, it just made me feel even worse.i just cant stand you in my dreams. you were in there too long.I was able to go back in time. not to

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