mannnda (:

Aug 19, 2007

crying at midnight.

crying at midnight last night made me realise something.
i have to stop the damn cryings and stop living in the past. cause its all over. i just have to face the stupid reality. sighs..which i can never do. a1 came back from watching fireworks with his friends at round 12:10AM so i just quickly cleaned up my face. i went down stairs and watched justice league ( our favourite show!) with him. it was such a cool episode! is like green lantern and batman after like winning the whole thing then suddenly the tv went all black then later green latern and batman was just sitting there sipping their tea/coffee. and they were like: we won? cause its like the episode was something that concerned time. yup. it was soo great that a1 didnt notice my sore red eyes! :3 then he jian kueh lapis go bring the whole packet of time out and i ate 3! woohoo! i beat him, he only ate 2! yup. then after that around 1:00 AM i went back to bed. then this morning mum's shoutings and she slapping my everywhere (including my sore butt) woke me up at 8:30 and church started at 9:00 so i quickly washed up and took my glasses and my creams into the car and brought my banana muffin with me! so then i didnt get gastric or anything. so yay! ><

ROSE-MARY JANE
She's still waiting

There once was a beautiful lady named Rose-Mary Jane. Her jet-black hair tossed around. She had lips that were deep red. She was kind, gentle and perfect for any man. Dracko, a man who was in love with her, decided to pick roses for Rose-Mary, as she really loved roses alot. He picked 10 roses and tied it in a neat bundle. He then attached a card to the roses saying 'To Rose-Mary'. While he was walking to her cottage, he was unfortunately killed by a beggar who needed money badly for his daughter's illness. The beggar searched Dracko, and found 100 gold coins, which was just enough to buy the herb that was needed to cure the daughter's illness. The beggar then merrily walked to the herb shop. The bundle of roses was still on the ground. Rose-Mary was skipping happily back to her cottage. She noticed the bundle of roses on the path that lead to her home. She picked it up and found that the roses were actually for her! Oh! Who would leave roses for her and throw them on the ground? she thought. She then made a promise to herself that she would never get married, unless she found the person that wanted to give her the bunch of roses. She waited and waited, determined that the person would show up one day. He didn't. Rose-Mary died sorrowfully, deeply wounded that the person did not show up at all.

(Above: Just a short story i made up. rose-mary is kinda like me. sort of. but of course i wont be soo stupid wait and wait. :P)

note to self: dont link jaime the full time copy cat. yup.