another tiring day, just gonna drop dead on my maattress with my dog sniffing me all over..

nightt..

15062010

today is such a tiring day.. but atleast i have a v soy by my side now to cheer me up and do wonders to my mood. Today slept in class, quite rare for me, i normally insisted to stay awake no matter the consequences, when i came back from college, just dropped dead on the bed and slept till 8pm or so. Woke up by my mom's voice ( as usual) talking about her abnormal psychology assignments reading aloud and we would (depend on mood) listen or pretend to listen to her. I practiced her sign language to her, and i'm starting to memorise a lot of it, but of course still a long way to go..

Darren

have been thinking about him lately, and wonders how is he doing. Looking at the way he lost his dog, i would've gone out of my mind. Then i came to think of how we first saved silly, a cute strayed cat, i called him i found a kitten crying for a long time, we tried to feed it but she wont eat nor drink the milk. Darren kindly took it home even though he had two large dogs at home, chester and rocky. Rocky's the one who passed. He managed to fed silly, he said with a spoon and heated milk, then i was thinking, ' i'm such an idiot, of cos a mother's milk is warm, it is not refrigerated, like duh' then me and sally looked at each other and realise how stupid we were.

Silly didnt live for long, Darren woke up one morning and found that she was hardened and dead, his sister got very upset over it. I also remember there was once when i was feeling extremely done, i walked over to his house during midnight, and sat at the bus stop opposite his house, it was dark, filled with mosquitoes, but there were a few stars, blinking, i called darren and he rushed out immediately, and he held me in his arms, and we both just stared at the sky for sometime. Until i couldn't tolerate with the mosquitoes further.


Sleeping on his bed with his bolster, was heaven, the airconditioner would always be on, the room would always be tidy and clean, unlike mine. We'd watch anime's and series together. He would smell the bed and the pillow after that, and tell me that it smells just like me, as if i was there. His parents were lovely, his father cared a lot for him, and so does his mother. His father is very responsible tho, even tho sometimes he can be a bit angry.

So much about him that i missed out, even though we lost contact, (more like he refuse to talk to me) just wished that one day, we would be able to talk normally again, like we're closed friends, afterall, we've known each other very well. Even up until today.

Holidays!

coming into the second week of my holiday! still quite shocked about my fren's wedding, i'm feeling sad for her, to be tied down at such a young age. Anyway, holiday has been great, read some books i borrowed from the library!

The previous week wye hong has been really nice to have said yes to me, when i begged him to tutor me maths! He has a lot of patience for me really.

Hoping to watch killers tomoro now that i have a chaffeur, however it is spelled. Good night ppl~

Sorry for the dead blog, i'm more often on facebook =]