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Everything Forbidden Becomes Desirable......

Joanne Nicole Wee
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Verbal Diarrhoea

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Frozen in time



Saturday, July 01, 2006

when it gets lonely, and when thoughts of you come to my mind, i wld feel a sudden surge of tears roll down my cheeks. i wipe them away yet they still flow fast and furious. i dare not tell you everytime my heart fails and think of you. because i really dont know how you think or what you feel. each time i inch closer to you, and if i get lucky, i feel you inch closer to me. then it will turn cold. nothing. maybe i was hallucinating. sorry.

why do i think of you again. i thought i handled it so well.
i thought maybe we were becoming better. i thought wrong.
i think.
now tt i have nothing to do. the torment becomes worse.
too pain.too cruel.

you took my heart away

8:16 PM
In the words of jo



Wednesday, June 28, 2006

holding ur hand, i wont fear tomorrow.

because i wanted to purge all toxins in my body,
because i wanted to be tan and so yummy to the eye,
because i wanted to be fit before i enter into police academy,
because i wanted to make people jealous with my toned body,
because i wanted to entertain myself,
i swam. and i strained my hamstring. oh goody.

Had to walk like an old man around junction8 yesterday while pooja n harnie left me behind to hop alone.okay some of the time. i saw a damn nice levi's shirt which i so want but is so ex, and i saw the most beautiful ring ever and it came with free engravement but its ex too. hmm.. should i get the ring or the tee. sigh. i need a job. or rather, i need to get my ass to the police academy then i can earn my million dollar salary n buy everything with no qualms about the idea of broke.

did up my resume today and i must say its so mafan, add this add that, bullshit this bullshit that. my resume make me sound so freaking fit n smart. smart i admit, hehe, but.. fit.. right... maybe about 6years ago.. i think cig can e revolting after awhile. hmm..thats random. i swam again today cos i wanted a tan, but i sorta couldnt swim cos my damn leg hurt like fuck. then i ate a dino teatime, sweep n mop the floor then slack.

Saw pat's wedding photo which andrew so kindly sent me the links. and you know what i wanna get married, have my beach wedding and go honeymoon to all the beaches in the world. thats so damn nice. and wear my nice black suit n white suit. sorry ah, im not a dress person. then my hair styled nicely by maybe a gay but damn good hairstylist. wahhh.. okay.. but the problem is, i dont have a partner to urm marry to.. hmmm..

then i heard this song n saw the disgusting MTV.. so nice la the song.. so i made valerie lim send the song over.. sigh.. nice song..

And the hardest part
Was letting go not taking part
Was the hardest part


And the strangest thing
was waiting for that bell to ring
It was the strangest start
I could feel it go down
Bittersweet I could taste in my mouth
Silver lining the clouds


Oh and I
I wish that I could work it out
And the hardest part
Was letting go not taking part
You really broke my heart


And I tried to sing
But I couldn't think of anything
That was the hardest part
I could feel it go down
You left the sweetest taste in my mouth
Your silver lining the clouds


I wonder what it's all about
I wonder what it's all about
Everything I know is wrong
Everything I do just comes undone
And everything is torn apart
Oh and it's the hardest part
That's the hardest part
Yeah that's the hardest part
That's the hardest part

7:23 PM
In the words of jo