In Bedtime Stories that is. =)
I had a blast watching that show..wat can i say? Adam Sandler's in it and he's perfect in every way. Watched it with Paddles....Now suddenly i'm brain dead after typing that last word. So what else? Not much at all. I laughed a bit too much in the cinema (i think) and somehow i ended up wearing the wrong outfit again. Haiz...it all seems too awkward a lil..

Nonetheless, at least my Christmas din turn out so bad this year, in the sense that at least someone accompanied me out...Santa din give me a single damn thing...maybe i've been bad..or notti the whole year round huh? Hmmm...Thanks for making me smile, even for a short while that night. I felt as if you were Santa. Though nothing was given physically..i am happy enough to be able to spend that night with you. I din wanna go home....coz you'd know why.....My heart stopped when i saw those stars in the sky..all twinkling down at us that night. Makes me recall the times on how i used to close your eyes and force you to make wishes...And i hope you'd know why i din make any wishes this time round....they don come true like how i all along expected it to..We are friends.....friends wish each other. I guess it'll be that way.

"Ants lay their eggs in the water....." and "Oh..look..it's a kiwi!!".......all too funny....

After watching that Bedtime Stories, something kinda reignites in me that fairytales are real and they can actually happen in this modern time. If only it seems so simple as to get 2 kids to tell me the ending to my pathetic life story..or get someone to continue it for me...i'm tired..honestly. Waiting for a miracle that never seems to happen..but i'm sure no Cinderella...

I should bind myself..for all the unhappiness i've been through in 2008, for all the tears i've shed, the headaches and migranes in the middle of the night, the wrist slashing at all the unhappy tots, the puking when i'm in deep thinking, the aimless life routine and so much more. I wish i can be Peter Pan for a day..at least there'll be lots of happy tots for me to play around with.

It makes me wonder at times...all these....makes me conclude that God don't love me as much as he love the rest.

Reading Tasha's blog reminds me of the time i was young once..a time where i was in love once. Some way or another, happiness don last long in my world. So after 4 years it all crumble down to just faded memories. At least i learn to let go, at least i am proud to say, i learn to stand up. Unlike for some....tsk. Not everyone is the same i know.....but i learn so much this year. Then again, just when i tot i was ready to be happy again, things crumbles down again.

Maybe it's my fault. One should NEVER EVER pin hopes unnecessarily and my only fault this time was to get heavily carried away....to get so lost and drown myself so immensely in someone i barely know....all too fast...let's just say...so unlucky-ly me. Maybe those types are all the same. I'm not surprised if i'm left here alone without goodbyes. Goodbyes hurt too much.

I don believe in new year resolution coz i have been known to many not to fulfil them...however this coming year, i shall make it a point to make a few.

1) Never ever trust guys..coz someway or another they are dick heads (MATS to be precise)
2) Dos types will never change...don give a fuck the next time round..unless flings
3) Don be a sour grape
4) Bikers.....hmmm....
5) Don look again....don try to...

So hopefully i can keep to my word. And one more thing, i realise, it's actually taboo to write about LOVE in blogs...so maybe i won't do it next time. (if anyone ever comes by dat is)

Again, before i am penalised like the other time, this is not indicated at anyone, not even Paddles...its just another diary entry from a very sad girl...just lost in her own little world.