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HER LULLABY

Everyday is so wonderful. And, suddenly it's hard to breathe. Now and then, i get so insecure. From all the fame, I'm so ashamed. Trying to fill the emptiness, The piece is gone, the puzzle is undone. That's the way it is. She's getting out of bed at half past ten. She starts to comb her hair, just an ordinary day. She looks at the reflection off the wall and looking at the people passing her by. It could be you and an ordinary day that's hurting her...


Saturday, February 7, 2009, 8:01 AM



My ends start to curl outwards already, I should cut it shorter :(

Went out for dinner with Sister today. We planned to go IKEA restaurant initially, but changed to JP instead. It was surprising that today is her first visit at AJISEN. I'm quite shocked to find out that she loves restaurant foods like me! Sometimes, I feel that she's really blessed because I'm not that rich at her age
 (that explains why i'm skinnier during sec sch days)



Conquered all the food - Ramen is still not to my liking





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2 hours later, COFFEEBEAN *laughs









I hate my naturally "pong" hair.