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the best summer ever; because of you.

My first summer with you, was also the best.
For I learnt how to love, and how love feels like.
I had my first kiss, my first touch, my first hugs.
I learnt that to love someone, you learn to let them go.
I learnt that to love someone, you learn to let yourself go too; for them.


whispers of summer her story friends birdsongs memories sunrays





sometimes what i want to say isn't apparent through what you just see(:
Friday, March 07, 2008
rant number ilostcount.

rant number ilostcount.
just what on earth is happening nowadays?

people seem to be extremely annoying, of late - they suffer from every annoying thing from memory loss to pretentious hearing loss.

like srsly, is it my fault that i got banned from bringing juice for rs to school by someone who claims that the juice will spoil when i get back from school, only to promptly forget they ever said it the minute i tell them about today's fiasco? i'm really sure you didn't say it, man.

it's just that because i cldn't bring juice for rs, there wasn't anything to titrate today and somehow people that i tell them 'there is no titration today; rs is a free block' don't appear to listen and run off to the teacher anyway [or at least give him the wrong message, dammit.] so it looks like we ponned rs when we didn't urghhhh. really, thanks alot.

and now we have to stay back tmr for makeup rs when srsly there wasn't anything either of us could have done it's not like it was our fault *rolls eyes* i don't want to care already even the ecamp 'urgent -coughcough- meeting' is a more welcome prospect than that so whatever! i'll go for the meeting, and i can help to give out tribune issues between that and ttime prac, before i die of a ruptured artery getting pissed off at people while going for said horrible thing.

then back home i complain about abovementioned very messy business and really, it all stems from the fact that i got banned from bringing juice [i quote paranoia about juice spoiling when i get home at 6.30] and suddenly it seems like i've been imagining someone telling me that i couldn't bring my juice! gosh, do you have selective memory too? and no i am not putting words into your mouth, really. i am so tempted to record all our conversations just so i don't get blamed wrongly for things that really were said but weren't recalled.

you asked why can't i solve all my problems without blaming someone else for it. [dammit, it was really partly your fault, at least!] well i can. it's just that on days like these, i'm thinking of solving them once and for all, hedda gabler style. someone please send me to the shrink.

God, please show me the way out of this mess. thank You.
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