Baudelaire In Braile

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emotions comeback intervention time

Friday, December 19, 2008 !@#$% 6:28 PM

"What's your favourite flavour? Ville Valo. Ergh, wait. CHOCOLATE!"
-myself

Yes, darling, we all get confused. I'm not confused about the feelings I had today though. Went out with Farzana and Afrina, after quite a while and hung out. We went to Bugis, first, to go find my school bag. I ended up buying a $36 bag which is a replica of Afrina's. Then Afrina bought a $25 bag, she's was about to die when she heard the price but, after three unseccessful rounds of trying to find a cheaper replica, we went back. She got that and the three of us went to Penin. I know, it was stupid. This is all Farzana's fault. Honestly, I could've saved $11 if I went and bought a bag at Penin. A freaking HIM bag costs $25, honestly, I was in a hyper rage. I even tried pushing Farzana to traffic. Honestly. Myself and Afrina were totally in awe. Everything (ROCK)band-related was there. Which reminds me I need to get a HIM and Rolling Stones shirt. And also that freaking bag that costs $25. We ended up crying to ourselves as we walked to the esplanade. We hung out for at least half an hour there, talking endlessly. This was the first time in ages that we've talked. As in, seat downand really, really talk. Not just the casual, "So, how's soccer training?" or"How's your entry to that school next year?" We talked about our futures. Afrina has big dreams, she's contemplating between a female pilot or a lawyer. Myself and Farzana are just waiting to be either a) her PA, or b) her clients. (pro-bono, that is) Farzana currently doesn't have any dreams. I don't think she even has the time to dream. She has soccer practice almost everyday, she's dedicated to music and her of course, there's always her sister. Though I did state my interpretations of what she'd b; either a Rockstar or a soccer player
in the nationals. I'd still be her PA either way since, I can't play an instrument and of my limited soccer skills. But I love those two non-the-less. They're like my energy, even though we see each other thrice every year. It's awesome, isn't it? We've been friends since we were three, and hopefully we'd be friends till we're a hundred and three.

(Back to top, Baby. )

Friday, December 19, 2008 @ 6:28 PM

"What's your favourite flavour? Ville Valo. Ergh, wait. CHOCOLATE!"
-myself

Yes, darling, we all get confused. I'm not confused about the feelings I had today though. Went out with Farzana and Afrina, after quite a while and hung out. We went to Bugis, first, to go find my school bag. I ended up buying a $36 bag which is a replica of Afrina's. Then Afrina bought a $25 bag, she's was about to die when she heard the price but, after three unseccessful rounds of trying to find a cheaper replica, we went back. She got that and the three of us went to Penin. I know, it was stupid. This is all Farzana's fault. Honestly, I could've saved $11 if I went and bought a bag at Penin. A freaking HIM bag costs $25, honestly, I was in a hyper rage. I even tried pushing Farzana to traffic. Honestly. Myself and Afrina were totally in awe. Everything (ROCK)band-related was there. Which reminds me I need to get a HIM and Rolling Stones shirt. And also that freaking bag that costs $25. We ended up crying to ourselves as we walked to the esplanade. We hung out for at least half an hour there, talking endlessly. This was the first time in ages that we've talked. As in, seat downand really, really talk. Not just the casual, "So, how's soccer training?" or"How's your entry to that school next year?" We talked about our futures. Afrina has big dreams, she's contemplating between a female pilot or a lawyer. Myself and Farzana are just waiting to be either a) her PA, or b) her clients. (pro-bono, that is) Farzana currently doesn't have any dreams. I don't think she even has the time to dream. She has soccer practice almost everyday, she's dedicated to music and her of course, there's always her sister. Though I did state my interpretations of what she'd b; either a Rockstar or a soccer player
in the nationals. I'd still be her PA either way since, I can't play an instrument and of my limited soccer skills. But I love those two non-the-less. They're like my energy, even though we see each other thrice every year. It's awesome, isn't it? We've been friends since we were three, and hopefully we'd be friends till we're a hundred and three.

(Back to top, Baby. )