Don't sell your heart, don't say we're not meant to be. , since Nov 15
Express, not impress. Profile Jaslyn Quek, (fang ling) 110594 I felt that night, on the stage, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming? — Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close Tagboard Exits Jasm. ChrL. Peiszx XinL. Pearl AqiT Jnlle Jly Ivn Drn MeiS Jsie JiaY. Dve Old. XiaX. RisL. P.Hrtache P.Tissue EmzS.D. Clte.C.Miles Pony O.H.St.(D) Shnce Tmy Archives December 2008 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009 October 2009 November 2009 December 2009 Credits ©Glamouresque.	Tuesday, December 1, 2009 Here, beside me. Labels: Paper Tissue The powerlights went out, and I am all alone Credits: Paper Tissue and Glittery Fairytales Everything's gonna get better. I just know it. Things are gonna fade and get forgotten. But how can they really, when you are actually reminding yourself daily that you will forget something. I miss those back to back things in my inbox labelled with the same thing. C'mon, even if it's just a word. Bumping to each other on the streets sounds fun, even if it's by accident. It's not much fun having at least 5 things a day which can remind me of things. There's something else I wanted to say, I lost my words. P/s. Changi chalet's night sky is the star studded one. Uncanny Most unwilling lullaby and resisted alarm clock. “ From the corner of my eye, I see a glimpse of you. My heart is just about to burst into butterflies, but my mind scolds & says “Control yourself, you know that this boy isn’t right for you anymore." Hi. My comp crashed. No training for a week , feels fat. Going training tmr. Burn fats ,burn burn burn rot in hell. Week was awesome, been to chalet and sgidol and Ikea and Singapore expo and homework is progressing so slowlyyyyyy. Talking about chalets, this holiday has 5 chalets in store, it's crazy. Go for all and half the holidays gone. I only can paint my room after I've finished all my homework, why isn't it motivating me! Gotta work extra hard for Math, no more tuition for me, cos its like useless and expensive ): Mood's like )(*&^%$#@!, down to the dumps a day, happy like there's no tomorrow another. Adjust adjust. On a lighter note, Sister getting Cameraaaaa yay. TODAY IS FIRST DECEMBER, OMG. Minus all the activity going on, last week masteries too, school is starting. I miss Kelly Blue Tunic. Schools starting late next year! 740, 840. Happiness. Hectic. Ditch fb, ditch blogger. Impossibility. O levels. Prom. Buy a boyfriend. Move along. Haha. Wednesday was chaotic. I travelled around the whole Singapore. Red line purple line green line hahaha. Morning, Left home at 8, reached school at 10. Midmorning, Math in school till 1130. Afternoon, Bused amk to hougang home to change and took stuff Afternoon, Bused back to amk hub to meet people Late afternoon, 3+ bused super long bus ride amk-tampines otw to chalet Late afternoon, 4+ discovered no time to go chalet at Changi, rushed to yishun by bus then train Late late afternoon, 5+ at Ivan house meet Pei and Van. Early evening, 6+ cabbed down to mediacorp to catch sgidol Night, 9+ bused to thompson prata house ate prata (M/cheese worth 4 bucks per piece O:) Late night, 11+ bused to Bishan nearest mrt met Bitch! Late night, 12+ last train otw to Pasir Ris alone )(*&^%$#@! Hour cabbed from p/r to Changi Village meet chalet people Sat my butt around and the next day I am labelled abnormal for not being tired and after having lunch with clique, walked the whole tampines one on my own before going to hougang mall's library and then Home. Sourced many good buys. Jumps. People make clothes look good. Clothes don't make people look good. That's why clothes with fat, huge tags should be avoided. Pictures ahead, followed by misc. which you may choose not to absorb in. Unhealthy. Pheartache P heartache P heartache, mostly. This is total spam. I like deprived kid uh, too long not on comp. Oh look at the time! I'm past my curfew. Pearl please don't be seeing this. Ivan's nice room painted by wenjie and pei too. My anorexic-looking arm. The many people. Timothy the taitai in Hawaii. Dancing wenjie in the carpark. Awesome crowd. Another everyone shot cept Wenjie. This self-taken one of him is supposed to be photoshopped to the above photo. The one who got us all the tix. Pei bringing sexyback. Sicko Wj. Tim with the fakies, hahaha Guy group like bengs like that! Hahahaha. Good food you oughta be jealous of. Getting hungry already. - If I walk would you run, If I stop would you come? If I said you're the one, would you believe me? - Happy gramps, gran. I got cornrows, you die alr. - Happy cousin with improved art. Daddy act yi ge. - When you wake up during breakfast time with no food. I cooked with sis. (: I didn't know anything, I followed instructions. Pearl shot this supposedly cool-looking orangeyred goo. Oddly, at this angle. Weird condo. Strange developers. It was becoming clear to me that I shouldn't be bothered to get too attached to anything. Turn your back and you lose it. Just like that. --The truth about forever Haha quiz: You desire a love that will last forever. You are quite serious about finding this type of love, and that's why you think carefully about the men that you meet before deciding whether you could really love them. You don't just develop a crush on someone overnight: you look at a person's personality and other aspects of their life before deciding to form an attachment. If a guy doesn't meet your expectations, you would rather be alone. Your love has to be perfect. Be careful though, you could be missing out on some worthy relationships because your standards are so high. “ Sometimes we lie because it’s easier than telling the truth. Sometimes we lie because we need to forget. Sometimes we lie because you don’t want to tell her she looks fat in those jeans. Sometimes we lie because fantasy is better than reality. Sometimes we lie because it’s too painful to tell the truth. Sometimes we lie because we think it’s the truth. Sometimes we lie because it’s faster to do so. Sometimes we lie because you need to get out of something. Sometimes we lie because life can’t wait. Sometimes we lie because pain is not an option. Sometimes we lie because there is nothing better to do. Sometimes we lie because we need to turn attention away from ourselves. Sometimes we lie because we don’t know what else to do. Sometimes we lie because we don’t want to tell children there isn’t a Santa Claus. Sometimes we lie because it gives us a laugh. Sometimes we lie because sarcasm gives emphasis. Sometimes we lie because we need to prove a point. Sometimes we lie because everyone needs a break once in a while. Sometimes we lie because an alibi is needed. Sometimes we lie because a surprise is being planned. Sometimes we lie because we could lose money. Sometimes we lie because we want to keep a friend. Sometimes we lie because we are instructed to. Sometimes we lie because money is offered. Sometimes we lie because revenge is sweet. Sometimes we lie because we would like to hurt someone emotionally. Sometimes we lie because agreeing is easier than debating. Sometimes we lie because we are scared and rarely do we ever tell the truth. Feel sad when you think back. Cry about it. Be mad at yourself for even feeling. It doesn't matter, we pick up our own pieces.It just happens on the sly in the wee hours of the morning and the dead of the night.Then everyone fronts up with nice clothes, pretty make up, printed smiles, and fronts it all up. So many people out there. “ This is for the broken-hearted. I know how you feel. Empty, betrayed, and no happiness whatsoever. You don’t want to laugh, because you know it’s not going to help, but you don’t want to cry, because it will just make you feel worse. You feel like your heart is falling apart, but not only that, but you know soon your life is going to feel like it’s falling apart too. You don’t think it will ever end, and no matter what this person has done to you, it feels impossible to stop loving them. And everyone wonders why if they have hurt you so much, then why do you still love them. That’s the confusing part, you don’t know why, you just do, and the people who hurt you the most, and normally the ones you love the most. And then, after a few weeks, you finally feel a sense of relief, like you’re getting happy again, but you know inside that you’re just going into denial. And after a few more weeks, you’re back to where you were an empty soul and teary eyes. You thought you got over them, but really, you just stopped showing it. And you can’t help but to show it again. It leaves deep scars on your heart that are there forever. And no one understands how you feel, and how deep you are hurt, no matter who they are, because it hasn’t happened to them And even if it has, every broken heart is different. They don’t know the true pain you feel and carry each and every day now, so you learn that basically you are alone with all this. And the feeling starts to overwhelm you, and suddenly you just break down, right there, because you know you’ve had enough, the tears just instantly start flowing, and you’re to the point where you don’t care who see it. Because you’ve spent so many nights lying awake in bed, and so many days being haunted by the scars and fear of rejection. And in the midst of all these tears, you know that its not helping any, and it’s not going to bring them back, if you ever even had them in the first place. After about a million tears have been cried, you finally pull yourself back together and keep going. Your throat starts to clench and your eyes burn with the tears you are trying to hold back. Everyone says, “It will be okay…” But you know it won’t. And that’s the truth, it won’t. And you look back on all of the hurt you had from this, and you realize that people are horrible. You’re still hurt, but you’ve learned to hide it so that everyone thinks you are okay. So now every time you see this person, you know you still love them, and you feel a slight tingle in your heart yearning for them to love you, screaming out, but for some reason they don’t hear it. And then you sit back and wonder how one person could have caused all of this.. Tuesday, November 24, 2009 Air in rubber thangs the bombz Was it something I said Or something I never did Or was I always in the way Hellooooo, couldn't sleep last night insomnia insomnia insomnia. Slept at 2, flipped around bed till 4, woke up at 6 to realise I havent been sleeping and been flipping around my bed. Gotta start sleeping at the correct hours, been sleeping at 2/3/4/5/6/7am. O: Thankgod, break from trng this week or I'll be so zonked. I want to sleep. Properly. My toenails are red. :D Drink drank drunkkkkkkk, 24 dec 24 dec, Christmas eve yo yo yo yo yo :D FMLFMLFMLFMLFMLFML. - Saw on magazine a metallic toga with silver sequins. Love die love die love die. It's not on the web anymore ): It's like this with striped sequins :D http://ohsofickle.com.sg/index.php/black-fringe-toga.html (Wetlook) dress yay yay yay http://reveneera.livejournal.com/5659.html#cutid1 Romperzxsszxxszx. Heeeee. http://kizzofgoddess.livejournal.com/20980.html - My phone is enjoying playing Tonight and Fall for you and Stay close dont go and Try one after another. ZZZ Remember not to lead people on, Who's playing with who Meh. Monday, November 23, 2009 FRED FTW. ♥♥♥♥♥ We ignore the ones who adore us, adore the ones who ignore us, love the ones who hurt us, and hurt the ones that love us. I blurt out I want a nape and wrist piercing. Daddy and Sis STRONGLYGLYGLY REJECTED MEEEEE NO. Now I want hair extns and am getting them in Mlys , heeeeee. Ive got pretty nails. OMG HOW AM I T VOLLEYBALL. Oh trng hours are maddddd, taking leave. This week is for sgidol and chalet and math. Math tmr and whole week at 9am 9am 9am, oh I found my watch my watch my waaaaaaatch. I am to sleep by 2am everyday and go out twice a week at most. Or I'll be fined. We have this Sunday family meetings now. Room's gna be painted ourselves with skyscrapers and eiffel tower and hearts and a tree and vintagy things and birds and a mirror is gonna be installed and so looking forward. But I gotta finish my work first, my sis forced out from me this homework schedule and I realise the hmwks can be finished. Yay, I ate alot of food this weekend but my BMI's a healthy 18. Healthy I think. Transparent hairband the bombz. ^^V "P/s: I'm laughing. your bimbosity might not detect the subtle nuances of my sarcastic reply." Indian damn evilllllllllllllllll ): I may just die after suffering from mental breakdown and no one knows why I have a mental breakdown or died since I don't tell anyone or keep a diary or have a weird brain-thoughts recording device at home. ): I have so hackin' much to say. ): homo bitch slut fag make out make out make out sex sex sex sex sex HAHAHA GOODNIGHT. Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine Fine. The best time to find yourself is when you're lost. It's in your head & no one else's. You need to calm down. Stop. Breathe. Cry if you must. If you find out, you’ll probably think that i’m some pathetic and vulnerable loser. But i dont understand, just that one move you make could cause such change in my life. We have drifted so far apart in a week. From someone I could pour my troubles out to to a complete stranger. I couldnt believe I told her I'd want to try the feeling of getting hurt. Too many people loved me and I wanted to have a foot in getting heartbroken and experiencing all the mope-y stuff I see on the internet. I thought it was pretty fun. Until now. Have you ever wondered which hurts the most: saying something and wishing you had not, or saying nothing, and wishing you had? Even if I don't like it. I like feeling close to you, even though now I know you couldn't care less. Sometimes, it’s easier to say that you’re fine instead of having to explain all the reasons why you’re not. Friday, November 20, 2009 Unmanly's date/time sunday, september 27, 2009,2:32 am I'm not that funny. I'm not that fun. I'm not all that. I do regret. I do wish time could rewind. But sometimes it's just easier to forget. And that's what I do. I forget. But then I remember. And I hurt all over again. Because what I said that night. Wasn't even half true. I do want to love. I do like to love. I do like you. And I should have told you. But. What if you didn't like the way I talked. What if you found out I wasn't happy all the time. What if you realised that my jokes weren't even funny half the time. What if. I don't even know what it is that I feel for you. I just know that I would give up these five months. Everything that happened in that five months. Just to have told you the truth. That I do like you. That I've liked you for. God. The longest time. That I do want to go out with you. Even if it might not work out. But I'm scared. So. Damn. Scared. Scared to even talk to you. Scared to even laugh around you. How could you even want to listen to me. How could you even want know me anymore. Because you must hate me. Hell, even I hate myself for what I said. Because I took that one chance I had for happiness. And screwed it all up. Just because of my 'What If's' And my stupid fears. And I miss it. Everything. The songs. The talks. The dumbass-ness. And I'd give anything just to talk to you again. But even if you talked to me now. I'd probably feign ignorance. How am I supposed to tell you it hurts to think of you. How am I supposed to tell you that I moved just so I wouldn't see you every time I looked in front. How am I supposed to tell you that half of my happiest memories of the past years were with you. How am I supposed to tell you I still sing that song I thought up in class. How am I supposed to tell you I named my blog after a name you thought up. But I guess it's over. This is all. We'll probably just go on with our lives now. Because that's so much easier than talking. I'm sorry. Okay, all above are unmanly's rantings last time. I managed to salvage it just when he deleted it so I thought it's a waste to throw something so nice away, from a guy somemore! Loser only. I told him to keep for his grandchildren to see but now I'm supposed to shelve it in my archives until god knows when and give it back to him when he turns fifty. Awesome huh. WENJIE the manly WiKiKiU says: aiya u help me keep la when i 50 says: ITs on my screen nowwwww NO THATS WHAT AN ARCHIVE IS FOR WENJIE the manly WiKiKiU says: hahaha says: JASLYN IS FOR EATING AND SHOPPING WENJIE the manly WiKiKiU says: BUT LIKE SO LOSER I DELETE ALREADY says: NOOOOOOOO NOOOOOO WENJIE the manly WiKiKiU says: THEN I GO TAKE BACK says: but its so beautiful you know this is rare from guys WENJIE the manly WiKiKiU says: haha but later the girl read then she think i still like her then like so bad Yea so he doesnt like her anymore, No more magic, so he says. Hahahah K thx bai. Hungry, food and icy towers then bed! Thursday, November 19, 2009 Wanna be on top? Coach told us Afghan woman burn themselves to death. They burn themselves cos there is no way out They burn themselves cos there is no other way to kill themselves They burn themselves cos their husbands illtreat them, so does the society They burn themselves cos in their social hierachys, Men comes first, then children second, THEN GOATS THIRD (WTF?!), then women last. The place stones people! Like if you get raped it's your fault? And if you get touched by men it's your fault too. Womens fault womens fault womens fault. Fat fuck. The place for the poor women who burn themselves, the oldest girl is 20. Youngest? 12. She got married at 7, had her first child at 12. And wants to burn herself. What's this world coming to! Yet I think of the happy women there, there's got to be. Smiling to themselves everyday, how fortunate they are to have nice husbands and some status in the family. (: Wanna be on top? You get all the things you want, yet you miss the small little good things below. Wonders what is is like to be on top. To be successful like in everything? To have people cheering everytime you even enter. Things would be alright if you erred, maybe even funny. You are given the benefit of doubt when others aren't. Especially the losers. Everything you do is legendary. Everything is right. People listen even if they don't want to. People can't help but agree. But as much as life is unfair, I believe we exchange things for one another in life. Would they have a mentally challenged sibling? Would their grandparents be unable to live as long? Are they less loved by their family? Do they cry at home every night at their almost perfect yet imperfect life. Everyone has their problems. Talking about everyone, everyone seems to be saying IM OKAY IM OKAY. But all of the friends are like NO YOU ARE NOT OKAY ,ARE YOU OKAY? Everyone goes YES I AM. Friends go NO YOU ARE NOT LIAR SLUTTY BITCH ARE YOU OKAY. Warmness of friends, (L). Yet this just means this is the everyone-isnt-okay period. But it's a nice feeling, everyone being cherished and cherishing each other and all. (Y) Very cool. Many people suddenly talking to me this few days, I don't feel like people come to me when they need me, I feel I know alot of secrets all of a sudden hahaha but it feels good to be trusted (Y). K I am talking like a retard like so many (Y)s and (like) cos of facebook. I got what the hell- ed by Cherie. Khei. Khei. Khei. I like the word Khei. And Meishan is not Meishan she is Mei. :D Enjoyed talking to snrs, miss them aplenty and always offering to help me w studies! Met up with Jenny tdy too! Don't let your feelings get to your head, keep them in your heart. Cos theyre in your head , not your heart, you don't give your all. When you turn to look back, the view isn't really all that great. You don't give, cos you dont want to get hurt but people dont get the best of what you could give and everything will turn out all it shouldnt have. Everything that could have been, wouldnt exist. Only with memories to keep and nothing else. It's the same feeling how I always have to squeeze up the 74 bus packed with so many people and when I alight I am the forever the last passenger upstairs. (Oh I do not dare to turn back later got humans appear how) Okay it is late and I am starting to talk rubbish. If it rains means no beach volleyball tmr. If it doesnt means beach volleyball t Sentosa thats 3 bucks then studying after that. Yes. I'm starting to suck at minesweeper noooooo. I hate woo tuop. I want chi dang dang. I hate the sound of woo tuop now, hate it. CHI DANG DANG. I shouldnt get so happy to see that my name is mentioned. I shouldnt I shouldnt, that kind of life belongs to you guys not me . I shouldntttttt. Maybe it is more relief than joy, oh well. Glad its in a humourous way. TOUCHE. I'm your biggest fan I'll follow you until you love me. Papa, Paparazzi. - I'll keep my eyes, patiently focused, on you, where are you know? Cause i am, I'm lost without you. Wednesday, November 18, 2009 Crazy font so big. Tuesday, November 17, 2009 Young and stupid Hello, at wenjie's hahahah daddy coming to pick me up! Wenjie Ivan JianK Ryan playing majong behind me. Pei's homed, Junxi in kitchen using laptop O: STEAMBOAT GREAT, HAVENT HAD SO MUCH FOOD ALL TOGETHER IN A WHILE HAHAH :D GNA PAY ICY TOWERS IN FBBBBBBBBBB. Pictures when I home ^^. Ta. -Added below this- "I was only joking my dear Looking for a way to hide my fear." Everyone has fears. Small fears, medium fears, big fears. Looking at Prom photos now on facebook, Wenjie's sister from Crescent Girls' has livestream prom on their portal! Cool or what. I wanna piercings. Hahaha, not at the same old ear cos when I'm old there'll be many saggy holes in my ear which is gross. I want a wrist and a nape piercing, hahahah $$$. Ohhhhhhhhhh, look look look: Kodak Zi8. The camera's only 5mp. I don't think it's super good kind but still, a new gadget on the block. Looks cute being a pocket camera/camcorder. (Pictures) Volleyball noticeboard! : Awesome homework, more to come : OMG GOT PEOPLE CRASH PROM.
But baby, where they knock you down and out Is where you oughta stay