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kynzgerl SHOTGUN
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Thursday, December 03, 2009
i noe this is super random but i just wana make this very very little short story on this blog. It doesn't relate to anyone alive or dead. mostly.

"Girl was sitting down on the cafe table. Awaiting patiently for Guy to come. She had never been this nervous meeting Guy. Then,there was a tap on her shoulders. She turned around and was welcomed by the beautiful smile of a red rose. She lift her head up to see Guy sparkling with his smile and giving her a wink together with a hug. Guy took his seat. Girl had ordered her beverage but Guy wanted nothing. "Nothing but you of course",Guy said. Girl was wondering what was Guy up to. The butterflies in her stomach doesn't seem to tire out. The conversation then started. The conversation on the ups and downs they've had all this years. How fate twist and turns to make their lives better with each other in it. The similar luck they had been having. How that thin thread which is ironically durable still kept them so close. The places they went that was filled with arguements,laughter and the small silly things like tripping while walking towards the ice cream man. How the moon shone so bright that one night when they were just rehearsing by the river. In public. And of course,how they first met,twice. Girl was in tears as they were talking about it. Tears of laughter. Tears of guilt. Tears of experience. Tears with ten different emotions mixed together. Guy then asked Girl to close her eyes. Girl refused. Girl was afraid of the surprise that will come after that. Eventually Girl did. And for that mere two seconds,the warmth of Guy's lips pressing against Girl's,was magical. Then,there was another tap on Girl's shoulder. Girl opened her eyes looked back and saw HER guy. And he asked Girl why was she talking to herself and was in tears right after. Girl looked back at the other seat. Guy wasn't there. Girl searched around and spot something on the road beyond the glass panel she's leaning. It was Guy. In white. With Girl's smiling red rose. Guy gave Girl a wink. A car drove past Guy and he disappeared. Girl was taken back. Putting her left hand on the table and her right fingers on her lips. Hoping to get the smiling red rose back and still having the sensation of the kiss still plastered onto her lips."

F1 standby
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Just pics i took while on standby for F1 adn during the simulation exercise two days before.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

but on a serious note,I'M PISSED!!


U started it. Understand a little that some things are not for you but for others.

Paragraph Of Thee
Monday, September 14, 2009
"You may not be her first, her last or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She's not perfect - you aren't either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don't hurt her, don't change her, don't analyze and don't expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she's not there."

Bob Marley

Wednesday, September 09, 2009
What he says on this vid is hilarious yet very true. n i like the last minute of this whole video. guys understand dat the look is not dat they're mesmerize by u. haha. ouh ya. i have dentist appointment on monday.

Sunday, August 23, 2009
was bloghopping. so i tot why not just update my own blog. lol.

let's see. work have started to be fun instead of irritating. lol. cause i got closer with the guys at station. n u noe ORD is a happy yet sad thing. NSF should understand this. haha.

well for dance. i got thru the auditions for suntec dance solo. out of the 41 dat joined, 31 soloist made it thru. i honestly duno wats gona happen to me on the heats cz ryte nw i only got one song. n i have to tink on wat to wear cz im too slack yet smart. duno la. but i really do wana go to the semis. but den again. the competitors are just too tough. the audition was ok. i din freak out on stage like i used to. after audition go minds cafe to eat. its opposite of Pomo. with who? u guys should be clever enuf to noe.

now my health. my swollen foot is getting better. because of soccer n people wrestle me instead of taking the ball in the field caused this. my gum bleeding is back!!! yes yes its back. its like menses u noe. its bleeds anytyme it wants. this morning i woke up with my mouth full of dried blood n my gum STILL bleeding. now i have to change my matress which has a patch of blood on it.

n u noe. i wish my luck this year would change. but i bet it won't. dreams are just dreams. dats it. it becomes reality to certain people. n im not one of them. no matter hw much i believe in my dreams,it's just way too hard to make it happen. cz i can't make it happen alone. i need everyone else. to. especially a certain someone.

so wish me luck for my suntec dance solo heats. i need it. haha. but i noe im gona do it good. for myself. Cz deres only this thing in mind:

"MY choreography is not for people to look at and judge but for me to feel and express what is deep within me. And that's why i shouldn't care less."

can't be bothered
Sunday, August 09, 2009
i just cant be bothered anymore abt it. ferst of all deres no point. 2nd of all it has been way too long even for anyone to handle. 3rd of all why do i still bother to try. it's done harlow~ sheesh.

yesterdae nyte at sentosa was great.