head> * T h e.D*i O r.C h i c * <body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/23402296?origin\x3dhttp://cherthequeen.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>

Monday, April 17, 2006

- ~ Go far away from me. ~ -


Just got home,
and u have to come and screw my beautiful day.

I knew it will come when i received ur calls.

I am so damn irritated and annoyed by you.
I have had such a pretty day today.
(thanks to juv and di. and esp my boy. )
And U!
have to spoil my day.
Great.

Shouting at me.
Asking me to reflect what i have done for the hols.

I will tell u.

I HAD FUN WITH MY BOY.
I HAD FUN WITH MY BESTIES.
I HAD FUN WITH MY GIRLY-MAMAS.

There!
Happy!
I know u pop by here sometimes.
I dun farking care.
I was feeling so damn high,
and u have to come and bring me down.

I hate it.
I hate it when u do this.
Esp when u have nothing to do,
and when u're feeling bored.
I so hate it.

U like to make the house we call home a warzone for me.
I no longer find comfort in it.
Home?
That would be Jak's.
I feel perfectly happy there.
Comfy in the comfort zone.

You just dun understand how impt Jak is to me.
You think Jak is like any other guy that i show extra concern for.

You're wrong.

He's my pillar,
my strength,
my support,
my shoulder whenever you two come screw up everything.

He brings me joy and laugher that you'd nvr give.

No pt in mentioning so much.
You wont get it.

You're not even happy when i told u i have a job at Moshi Moshi.
" now then u have a job. sch's starting next wk den u have one"
I was so happy.
So was everyone.
U have to put me down.
I hate tt.

Oh well.
You wont know what i want anyway.

I rather u let me suck dry my bank acct than to let me feel that im always asking for cash.
You have to give me.
Its my allowance.

Forget it.
I shall stop here.
Im sick of ur damn attitude towards me these days.


10:50 PM

the D*ior Chic

Image hosted by Photobucket.com

*cherlene
*seventeen
*19nov1988


D*ior Love

*pretty paul.
*my family.
*shopping.
*manicures and pedicures.
*pretty things.


D*ior W*ishes

*good grades
*get married before 25.. =)

D*ior Am*ies

spread
my
wings

MY OLD BLOG!
ThursdayTreats
amy
celeste
charis
chloe
cindy
choon gim
dennis
dionne
evern
glande
goiling
huiling
huiling (senior)
huiqi
hup kee
janice
jason
jason (og)
jessie
jiafeng
jiaohui
jinming
jocelyn
jolene
josephine
justin
juvina
kahfong
karolz.m
kc
liping
luis
ryan
ryo
seowyin
sharmin
sheryl
siti
vanessa
wanzi
wei qing
yiyan
zhi yao
zhizhong
ziyi


D*ior shouts


the D*ior H*istory

March 2006
April 2006
May 2006
June 2006
July 2006
August 2006
September 2006
October 2006

the D*ior Des*igner

kArolz.m @ xFantasyWingsx