& I THINK I’M FALLING FOR YOU
Monday, July 27, 2009
But at this point, I’ve never wanted anything as much as I want to know what she’s going to tell me when she calls. It’s eating me from the inside out. I can’t think. There’s only one thing I’m sure of: It can’t be good. Good-bye, self-worth. I know that the day I find you again will be the day Adrian says something heartfelt and genuinely nice. Which, as you all know, will probably take quite some time. PS: I got my dress. :) *** edit*** 17:33:15 I VEEL KEEL HER. I VEEL FRIGGIN KEEEEL HER! HAHAHAHAHAHA OMG I’m so relieved. And I can’t believe I was blogging like a dead person up there. Damn sopo. Moral of the story: don’t count your chicks before they hatch. It’ll spoil the surprise. And it makes you look like an idiot. It wasn’t all good, but it wasn’t that bad. And the best part is, SHE’S WRONG. :) I’m feeling so cheerful, I think I’ll go pound the pavement now. I’m getting fat. Do not try to contradict me. The weighing scales are the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. And NO, I’m not going to tell you what I’m talking about. Not even you, FC. I shall leave you all to speculate.
INTRODUCING
Name: Louise
13 April 1992
You can only call me Lulu if you don’t think the name’s funny.
I am a member of the Smiley Conspiracy and a proud ex-CHS-ian, graduating class of 2009. Now doing A-Levels at HELP University College. Is proudly Malaysian, but doesn’t look like it and is proud of that too.
This is the 7th time I am editing this about section of the blog this year; I have sort of accepted that my personality is ever-evolving, ever-changing, therefore rendering my moods as volatile as the weather. But just as there are some things that have stood untouched across the centuries by harsh weather, so there are some things with me that remain ever the same: a belief that to live is to learn, and the ability to bounce back from setbacks.
What I love also remains constant. I love good food, dancing, fresh experiences, open minds and friendly people, all of which can be found in the wonderful wonderful city that is Istanbul. I love musicals, plays, good books, stickers, owls, colourful wrapping paper, hugs and kisses, chocolates, almost any music from the 17th to the 21st century, intense debates and post-it notes.
Fictional characters I have been compared to (in terms of personality) are Piglet from Winnie The Pooh and Kelsi from High School Musical.
I dream of finishing this list [29/8/2010: list is undergoing revamp!], and my secret ambition is to become a hairdresser or bartender. Unfortunately I’m also incredibly kiasu, so I’m going to go to university just to show everyone that I can. But want to go to uni also because I love learning lah!
Words that describe me are impulsive, impetuous, quixotic, sanguine, quirky, bewildered, kiasu and hodgepodge. The last one also refers to my sense of fashion.
*GRINS* :D
& I THINK I’M FALLING FOR YOU
Monday, July 27, 2009
But at this point, I’ve never wanted anything as much as I want to know what she’s going to tell me when she calls. It’s eating me from the inside out. I can’t think. There’s only one thing I’m sure of: It can’t be good. Good-bye, self-worth. I know that the day I find you again will be the day Adrian says something heartfelt and genuinely nice. Which, as you all know, will probably take quite some time. PS: I got my dress. :) *** edit*** 17:33:15 I VEEL KEEL HER. I VEEL FRIGGIN KEEEEL HER! HAHAHAHAHAHA OMG I’m so relieved. And I can’t believe I was blogging like a dead person up there. Damn sopo. Moral of the story: don’t count your chicks before they hatch. It’ll spoil the surprise. And it makes you look like an idiot. It wasn’t all good, but it wasn’t that bad. And the best part is, SHE’S WRONG. :) I’m feeling so cheerful, I think I’ll go pound the pavement now. I’m getting fat. Do not try to contradict me. The weighing scales are the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. And NO, I’m not going to tell you what I’m talking about. Not even you, FC. I shall leave you all to speculate.
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