hating mondays

thanks to my honey sweet dreams, i'm late for school once again. i must be dreaming of rui xing. it must have been so beautiful a dream i didnt want to wake up. hope it won't remain a dream though. BLAH.

detention this saturday, but, i'm gonna skip it for him. here comes the moral issue. but who cares? i have to give him priority right? (: that'll mean the next saturday i'll have to serve twice the punishment. instead of 3 hours, it'll be 6. LOL. perfect time to do homework.

stayed back to do this stupid geography project . nonetheless, staying back till 9 pm in school it worth the effort and hope it pays off. it's a national competition. i'm confident it's up to standard. it is. i'm the designer (:

and i'm missing my honey every single second. every now and then in the midst of his gaming sessions and my school work, he'd call me and i'd call him. gosh. we're like glue. not UHU, not white glue, nor Scotch. we're like elephant glue, cause we're a super couple (: --薄薄裤，i know it's lame, but for fun mah!

----&sometimes, her path of thoughts tend to slant towards pessimism. her future would be then bleak and empty, as though living in a hollow vessel, encapsulated, suffocating and lifeless. &sometimes, her confidence would plunge into nothingness and she would imagine their relationship, as though she's hanging on, struggling, at the very end of a worn-out thread, as if it's not thin enough to begin with; she would just cringe in pain;totally lost, in the horrifying reality if he werent in her life at all.

and i know if i don't want the worst to happen, i must change.

congratulate me. this is my little token of appreciation from the school that i've emerged top 4 group in a humanities quiz.

oh it's an ikea stackable box! oh it came so in time. i had intentions to own this thingy. hehs. =p

the all transient love

being with you equates to ultimate euphoria and at the same time, ironically, ultimate despair. it has started, unfortunately, my dear, the cyclical pattern of love and hatred. only true emotions can transcend the superficial impediments along our way. our love life hasn't been smooth sailing these days, and sometimes, it's like the rose, as a symbol of love, but transient paradoxically.

have you ever wondered, why is a flower delivered as a love message when it dosent last long itself? it withers, dries, wrinkles, decomposes and dies off eventually. why? oh why?!

i feel like the flower, i wither, showing the ugly side of me over time, i decompose ultimately, the unbearable stench to put rui xing away. :( the fact that i was once beautiful wasnt taken into consideration, did it? did you? honey?

坠入爱河， 陷得太深，就算懂得水性的我，也无法挽救这可能会淹死的悲惨结局。我只能紧紧的拉住那一丝蚕线，就算多么的牢固，多么的坚固，也会有它的限度。瑞兴，你是对我多么的重要，是言语无法将它准确的形容，但我对你的爱意，我不知你是否了解。我对你的态度也或许不能表达我对你每分每秒的牵挂。但总希望会有那么一天，我们会幸福的走进教堂，共度一世。也许你会质疑我的感情，但你不能否认我们那些愉快的日子，我们是多么的相称。希望我和你之间不会再有任何磨擦， 因为我只想和你白头偕老。你愿意吗？（：