life been pretty much the same... sch, work, sch, work, sch, work.... hmm... yes, sch & work...
I'm am working round the clock except wen i am sleeping of cos... and yes, in sch too...

the oni time i get to socialise is wen i m in sch & at work... which means, at sch & at work...

Ok, crap... bt reali... i am deprived... socially...

another thing tat has been bugging me for years is getting tat special someone... i mean, nt tat i am desperate for one... but u know... u wanna know tat der is someone out der who cares & loves u... he doesnt need to be constantly by my side or anything...but u know... the thought tat there IS indeed someone...

i see couples everywhere and i try nt to let it bother me so much... but deep down, i hve tat cunning hope... A hope tat some guy would say he would love me for who am i & be wit me till death... boy, i will accept u...

not tat i am not happy being single... i am... i gt to do stuffs i like... at anytime... like how me & Selvam sat in Clementi for hours till 1.30am w/o realising the time... catching up wit old frens has oways been gr8... or how i can work long hours not worrying if my bf is fed-up wit me not spending enuff time wit him or not concentrating on my studies cos i juz had an argument wit my bf...

oh well, of cos it's nice having someone to turn to...at any time or snuggle up against his chest and listening to his heartbeat and the rhythm of his breathe... the smell of him and his breathe against ur neck... or passionate kiss which makes u melt into his arms... and how u could cry onto his shoulder wit all those black eyeliner & mascara smudge onto his white shirt yet he listens to every word u say..... How tat big arguments eventually bring us closer den ever...

well, as much as i like being in love... and being loved, i keep telling myself i m nt ready for it... waiting for prince charming... i feel i am lying to myself... every guy i went on a date wit hoping things mite work out... but i simply choose to b not more den juz being a fren... not tat i am fussy... but der need to be some chemistry......... so wat if he is fat or thin... ugly or handsome...hmmm....and i get tiny winy crushes here and der... but i will end up being juz their frens...

I am 22 now yet i am so lonely...i gonna b left on the shelves while i see all my frens in beautiful white gowns or red bridal saris... not tat 22 is too old... but time is running up... too fast...

all i'm asking for is, a nice guy to hang out wit... who would take good care of me... and love me the way i am... i guess it's too much to ask.. for me...