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Saturday, April 07, 2007 11:55 PM ;kissable love notes. Oh, you wouldn't want to know how much I miss my boyfriend right now. I could cry on the phone with him, trying to fit all those I Miss You-s and I Love You-s in less than 5minutes. Shit, at the rate I am going, I don't think I can handle the emotions when he's serving National Service. But I'm trying, okay. I don't understand some girls on Friendster. It's clearly understandable if they're plain pathetic (because I understand that monitors don't come with some kind of attachable mirror) but I just couldn't bring myself to understand why those girls can't read the eight letter word 'attached'. Omg, they can be so ego as not to click on the Friend Request button if a girl set herself as private profile but they can be so itchy-bawah to click on the Friend Request button even if the boy sets his profile as public and put up a photo of his girlfriend with the status 'In a Relationship'. Worst, asking for msn contact or some kind of personal exchange that involves communication. I would be very please if someone can tell me what the percentage rate is for single boys out there so that I can proudly paste that information on the girls' faces. Like seriously, is Singapore really suffering from thirst and hunger from single boys? I heard stories after stories from my girlfriends and look, if you don't understand a girlfriend's feelings (just because you're not attached yet or you simply don't believe in love), don't bother to try to understand them. If you thought that you could play smart with girls like me with your overwhelming pick-up line, be my guest and entertain me and no, I will not show any interest in you (that's the first reminder you need to remind yourself). Actually, all I intended to say was that I miss my preetyboy, badly. Come home soon, darling. Bring me out so that we can have DVD marathon on your laptop at McCafe with our arms slung on each other's shoulder, whispering sweet I Love You-s every half an hour and sipping their Hot Chocolate with much love. Beautiful, I told myself not to post our Thursday's pictures taken because it will only make me miss you even more whenever I'm connected to the Internet. But anyway, here's one. I miss you. God, that was the third I Miss you from me. Okay last, I miss you preetyboy!  I learnt this from AMP just now: To be different is not being different from others, but to do the same thing differently. =) Right, back to marking compositions. Psst, my students can't write proper composition. Mampus! That's It For Today. Goodbye.
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