Enchantment

You know, whenever I bare my heart and soul to you, tell you my problems, my unhappiness, whatever that's bothering me, and all I yearn for and hope for is to hear a word of comfort from you, you always reward me with the opposite instead.

Something caustic which doesn't make me feel better at all. Instead, it makes me feel worse.

What I need is a listening ear and a comforting friend in you. I don't need another Dad or another Mom.

What I need is a Boyfriend to be there with me through my unhappiness in life.

I don't think I can ever find that Boyfriend in you.

I tried, but I failed.

You tell me that you are upset because I am easily upset. It makes me feel like I can't be upset or don't have the right to be. I feel pressurized at times to accept things as they come, without a single complaint or a single tear, although I would have liked to express my emotions.

Because I will always remember your words, because I am afraid of what your reaction might be.

There are many times that I wanna share with you my troubles and concerns, but I change my mind because I know you have nothing good to say to me, and you never will.



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What a laid-back day at school! An hour of Apel class only, can you imagine? I've finally achieved the timetable that I want, and Bank Treasury Management is the opportunity cost. Yep, I dropped that elective.

*Phew

I can work on pulling up my GPA now without having to vex over 4 subjects. Now, it's cut down to just 3. I can feel the stone in my heart getting lighter too!

That's a good thing.



Scandalous scandalizations scandalizing in the library.


Oh my lord! Save this girl!

"Ohmygawd I look deprived." Yasmin admits with a sigh of resignation.

Oh well. *pats Yas's shoulder* ;p.

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I have no affinity with movies. Grace and movies. Movies and Grace. Grace loves movies. Movies love Grace.

That don't sound right. Grace and movies just do not click.

Ryan and I wanted to catch Eight Below at TM today after school, but the earliest slot we could get was 9.40 pm, and the time then was only 3 pm.

With no movie to catch, and pinched toes backed by blistered heels due to the look-nice-but-isn't-nice-to-wear (this is an understatement) vintage pumps and utter laziness to walk to CS to check out the time slots, I limped to NTUC.

And came home, duly satisfied, with a papaya, two cartons of milk and fruit juice.

Ryan told me to only get one papaya for the time being, cos he kept insisting that the papayas at NTUC aren't very pleasant to the taste buds. He promised me a delicious papaya from the market soon. He is just like an uncle la, papaya also wanna nag. HAHAHA. Just kidding hon, you know I love you ;).

Don't laugh at me, but I'm gonna start on The Papaya-Milk Diet tonight. I hope I can keep to it and may I see results soon. Waha!