lets see who i bumped into today:

1. alicia
2. doug
3. kassie
4. dan.. saw him for afar
5. dinah.. saw her from afar
6. gill.. saw her from afar
7. tutu

i didnt see a need to walk up to them to say "hi".

went for nexus today. more immature little boys came today( no offense). i hope they grow up by next yr. i wonder if the present J2s came in like that.... if they did, then thank God they grew up.:) took the same bus as eugene and his friend home today. went tp popular to buy stuff for the noticeboard on my way home.

the funeral of the colonal that died is at my void deck. its so crowded everyday. i can hear people laughing and talking, children playing scissors papper stone. i was so tempted to go down to join in the fun ytd.. how sadistic. dont you think funerals are just another social gathering for people who are not related to the family of that dead fella? how insignificant is one's life? i always thought many people will cry for me when i die.. but now.. im beginning to think twice. who will cry for me when i die?

i regret telling people that i wanna be the president of nexus. i thought it as a joke.. like something fun to talk abt... just that i really meant it. but now its being used against me. sigh. what have i dont wrong again?!

theres pe tmr again. my pits are still aching. shit.

my moodswings are very bad this month. i can be feeling normal one min and frustrated the next. i was normal when my mum was cooking dinner but angry during dinner time. im not talking now. the min i talk, i start getting angry again. thank god i dont show my moodswings in sch.

Could've Been

Tiffany

The flowers you gave me,

Are just about to die.

When I think about,

What could've been,

It makes me want to cry.

The sweet words you whispered,

Didn't mean a thing.

I guess our song is over,

As we begin to sing.

Could've been so beautiful,

Could've been so right,

Could've been my lover,

Every day of my life.

Could've been so beautiful,

Could've been so right.

I'll never hold what could've been,

On a cold and lonely night.

The memories of our lovin',

Still linger in the air,

Like the fainted scent of your roses,

They stay with me everywhere.

Every time I get my hopes up,

They always seem to fall.

Still what could've been,

Is better than,

What could never be at all,