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A masquarade. Always.


Maturity is realising that your own pleasures
aren't worth someone else's pain.
- jerine
quaintrelle .blogspot.com ♥

Wednesday, September 06, 2006
jerine♥, 5:35 PM

clueless.

i don't get some people.
what's with saying something hidden meaning?
can't people be a little more straight forward?
wouldn't life be a little easier then?
instead of spending half our lives figuring what some people mean when they give such subtle hints.

i make myself sound freaking dense.
i'm not that bad that looking for hidden meaning.
but some people like to play games.
double, triple, quadruple faces.

if you wanna give hints,
for crying out loud GIVE!
don't give the extremly subtle ones then put on another face.
one day those masks will crack.

what's the point of mkaing youself miserable by acting all nice and proper?
if you wanna be a meanie, then be a good one.
you think you're being all nice by sparing someone else's feelings like that?
hate to break it to you angel,
but DROP THE ACT. IT'S NOT WORKING.

masks everywhere.
where am i to look?
it is so difficult to see someone for who they really are?
seems like it.

bringing someone up then dropping them suddenly with a loud thud is not my idea of being nice.
it's like stabbing someone in the chest then going "oops! sorry, i didn't mean to."
what a quack.

screw nice-ness.
if you wanna be mean then step right up.
i'm not a fragile piece of glass that will shatter when the wind blows.





with that said,
i had quite a lot of fun since last friday.
haven't spent a single minute studying.
i TRIED.
that's essential 'cos i read, but nothing went in.

saturday was DA BOMB!
had fun till the wee hours of the morning :)
don't take me away...alice wants to be left in wonderland.
hopped around singapore. not literally please...
oh. the changi broad walk is really pretty.
not that we could see much at night but still, it was pretty :)

east coast is really pretty at night too.
and so is the coastal road from changi to god knows where too.

'elle can't stand such things but i love it.
i live for nice peaceful places.

spent the whole day with mummy on monday.
she took leave. how lazy. pfft.
it was fun.
we walked around singapore like really aimlessly.
went to places away from shopping malls.

walked from arab street, to kampong glam, to bugis, to clarke quay.
felt like a tourist :)

parkway-ed with nat yesterday.
she looked so stupid walking in and out of cocoa tree.
hahahahha.
supposed to study at coffee bean but i ended up stoning the whole way.

cut my hair yesterday too.
like finally.
it was getting a wee bit too long and thick :)

i'm in a "i-want-to-do-something-to-help-the-people-in-africa" kind of mood.
a "we-can-make-this-world-a-better-place-if-we-try" kind of mood.
ha...if i carry on like that i'll probably start adopting children from africa and be a UN ambassador like ms fat lips.
i apologised for not thinking that she has sexy and watchamacallit lips.

that awful picture of that kid about to be eaten by a vulture that ms lim showed us just flashed in my mind.
depressomodo.

yep, i know i shouldn't be online doing useless stuff now but i really don't feel like studying.
and when results are out,
depressomodo strikes again.


grad night is just pissing me off.
2 days after prelims before grad night is just dumb.
so what am i to do now?
look for my dress and what-nots and what-nots or study?
stupid.

can i not go?
please?

i just realised prelims will be over very very soon.
and i need to get started on studying even sooner.

i'm freaking out over everything.
from prelims to Os to every detail of my future.




will anything every end?
from the masquerade to everything in between.