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Everything Forbidden Becomes Desirable......

Joanne Nicole Wee
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Verbal Diarrhoea

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The others

Jem
Jon
VaL
Nim
Audrey

Frozen in time



Friday, May 12, 2006

In just 7 days fucking days time i will be sitting in the freezing room with my FILA jacket and write like mad for 3hours.

but what doesnt help alot is the fact that J & K reminds me alot of the happy times i used to share with someone. like how just that one person can turn ur fears into comfort. how it will soothe anything that comes ur way. now it's really walking on your own and cleaning your wounds when u fall, or cry to sleep when you dont get comfort anywhere from anyone.

When all i can ever do is just slowly painfully watch you leave dont even have the chance to ask yo ucome back cos they cover ur ears n really stop you. u became numb and confused. but i just stood in the shadows crying waiting n slowly killing myself, bit by bit. morbid i may sound but when i see how much J & K are in love i just a tinge of envy in me. it used to be like that, then with one strike of fate, im like somone reeling in pain.

true, i probably have to go thru this alone be alone in this period of time but after that where do i go? i doubt you really ever want to come home. sometimes i really wonder if there're days which u care. can you at least try on the days which you think ur free to maybe dont fucking care abt anyone's opinions and really just see deep inside.. see what the heart of urs have to say... cos mine have been tormented by everything but love.. i no longer have the capacity to feel love.. only pain, torment, rage, hatred and the need to belong...

i believe the idea of compromise and scarifice. just probably no one to fufill the lesson i have learn with... i do have someone wanting to be with me.. but im confused.... im in pain. stop this pain tonight..

Since you've gone,
well it seems like everything is wrong
And deep inside, I know that I've lost much more than pride
Well happiness is getting further away
Losing you, well it's been the hardest thing to do
So I close my eyes and and tell myself
That somehow I'll survive
Well you gave me heaven then you
Took it away
How can I change the world
'Cos I sure can't change your mind
Where's the miracle I need now..

7:07 PM
In the words of jo



Thursday, May 11, 2006

8days to my ip exams.. so what am i doing online. but just a notes before i rush to sch..

Romeo and Juliet

many people think the story of R & J is romantic and the essence of true love, i have a slightly different take. Juilet is an idiot.

For starters, she falls for the one guy she knows she cant have then she blames fate for her own bad decision. someone explained to me that when fate comes into play, choice sometimes goes out of the window.

At the ripe old age of 22, i was very clear that love like life is about making choicesand fate had nothing to do with it. To everyone who thinks romeo and juliet is romantic, true love. how sad.

If juliet was stupid enough to fall for the guy, drink a bottle of poison n lay dead on the bed free for all to see then i think she got what she deserves.

Maybe Romeo and Jilet were fated to be together but just for awhile and then their time pass. If they could have known that before hand maybe it would all been okaye. i told that someone that when im all grown up i take fate into my own hands and i wouldnt let some guy drag me down. She said that i be lucky if i ever had that kind of passion with someone and that if i did we be together forever.

Even now i believe for the most part, love is about choices. It's putting down the poison and the dagger and making your own happy ending most of the time and that sometimes despite all your best choices and all your best intentions Fate wins anyway...

that explains why im so unlcuky and im all single n sad. im being morbid. fuck. hahahaha... off to school.

5:43 PM
In the words of jo



Monday, May 08, 2006

im just a bloody substitute .
im a loser but i cant seem to see that for so long
they cover ur eyes and ears so you couldnt hear my silent attempts to win ur heart back
then i realise i think im just the loser who doesnt know when to quit
so...yah...

got my entry proof already.....
sigh.... 11 fucking days.....

i wrote a poem in sch today, and i wondered if you want to hear what i written. i miss ur kisses. sigh.
if you could come and find me kiss me and hug me tight and say dont worry im here i give you strength and you can do it cos u mighty mouse. u dont know how much i will pull thru this.. will u really appear at my exam hall... will you??


so i just play my part, pray you'll have a change of heart but i cant make you see it through thats something only love can do....

11:47 PM
In the words of jo



Sunday, May 07, 2006

got this off kellyn's blog and with her generous permission i copy and paste it on my blog.. read it.. it makes sense. truly. explains why i get all jittery when i see you n what i speak or msg.


who will you choose if you have so many suitors to choose from
.how will you know which 1 is better than the rest?
how will you know who will treat you nicer, better, more sincere?
how do you know who loves you the most,who will give up everything just to be with you.who has done many things specially just for you.most importanly,
how do you know which one you truly love.
why u take a long time to choose which 1 u love?
i thought you will know it right away who u love
are you waiting for the right 1. or are you waiting who can give u more
.its right to choose,
its right to take time.n of course at e end of day,
even if you dont choose anyone its all right.
because, mayb you dont love them at all
but to love all at the same time,
to receive all loves from them
and to go on dates with everyone
and to have intimate, physical contacts with everyone
thats wrong.
its like leading them on,
giving them wrong signals
n making them wait like one stupid foo
ln in e end, you just either leave with other one
or not choosing any in e end
n restart your game at somewher else
you dont know whats love
you dont know how diffcult how 'xin ku' for those who r waiting
you dont know how sad/worrying for them every night
or even every single min,sec thinking of you,
your decision
guessing how u think,
trying all ways to impress you
while patiently waiting for your decisionw/o any complaints,
seeing you go out with other 'candidates'
i think they prob know whats love, n prob they truly love you
but.. you dont know. you are just one that out to seek many many loves
to exploit them, to make use of them, to enjoy being 'chased'
you make so many people fight over you, feeling frustrated w themselves
but..you dont seem to care, to bother.
you didnt try to underst whats like to be kept waiting and waiting
yet not knowing wher they will have at e end.
i can tell youthat kind of feeling sucks
please..
cherish people who love you n be sensitive to their feelings.



Now look at me Instead of moving on,
I refuse to see
That I keep coming back
And I'm stuck in a moment
I've tried to fight it
Can't deny it
You don't even know
That I still need you
Like I'm right beside you
But still no word from you

4:04 PM
In the words of jo