Tales of Thesepthia

01*Story
A women trapped between reality and dreams,sees a little girl at the bus stop on a rainy day. Wonders if the sky is crying too along with her. Life never been great to her
Hoping for Miracles to happen and trying so hard to make miracles happen .

02*Moi
25 yr old, female, Absolute Virgo , perfectionist
has a lovable son , Caelan

03*loves and hates
loves Chic and Cool Stuff, loves the great Mother Nature, enjoys the serentiy of life
hates sluts,hypocrites and ppl who judge ppl who dun even bothering knowing the real person. SHALLOW !! god damn shallow! ):

Monday, January 21, 2008

I took 2 hours 30 mins to reach my office , not that i woke up late. but this

When no train go up pasir ris , means i am so dead. 2 hrs on bus 12 which only manage to reach lavender then.

Its terrible the way singapore transport system is going.

Been packed with school, caelan operation and so many other trivial things, i haven buy my new year clothes shoes and so many other stuff, damn .

Last last weekend went with my bro and family to the dog run at Pasir Ris Farmway.

The shetland female below is ours , known as Mei Mei. my bro gets a kick out of naming his bitch after me.

Faints

posted @ Monday, January 21, 2008
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A little girl stands near the bus stop,the skies started to darken and pours merciless on her. She starts to cough profusely,feeling very very weak and she stands there starting to tear.:
Wondering if the skies are also crying along with her. She looks helplessly at the bus stop and decided to run for shelter.:
She looks ard , there are a handful of ppl at the bus stop waiting for their bus, She started to scream at the top of her voice for someone to help her, but its like no body can hear her:
She has lost her voice in the midst of screaming and no one bothers about her. As she passed out, the ppl at the bus stop continues their endless routine of getting aboard the bus and alighting. :
Our world has become so cold and heartless, I dun even recognise it any more Friends are " We may be drinking differents kinds or drink, using different cups in different places. No matter how the world changes and how everyone else change. True Friends Never Change: