Cheryl(:

it was the one which helped me patch with friends when we quarrel.
saying "sorrys" and " i forgive yous"
it was the one which helped me when i was in despair.
helping me contact people who came to my rescue.
it was the one that cure my boredom.
with the games and the function for me to msg others.
it was the one,
who tagged along me for exactly 2 months.
6feb-6april.

i want my nokia 3120 classic back
))):

yeah,
i lost my phone / my phone was stolen.

im sad, depressed, unhappy, crestfallen, blue, despondent, forlorn, grief-stricken, heartbroken, melancholy and whatever other adjectives there are la.
urgh,

no phone,
no outing.

thats what i rewarded myself for being so careless.

im just so not used to life without a phone.

but life never goes the way you want it to be.
ive accepted it and ive tried to ignore the thought of it.
but when suddenly i need a phone, i began digging my bag for it, only then to realise that it has been stolen.
and the feeling then just sucks.

oh yeah!
ytd's outing with childsplay kicker, man u kicker, botak, gorilla, geee, bitch and uh... J! was cool, though i lost my phone.
suckkks.

anyway.
Chinese Instrumental Orchestra performing tmr during assembly.
just hope i wont make a fool out of myself.
like suddenly my bow fly off or i go out of tune or whatever...
*shivers*

and exams are nearing.
"ah-leh-loo-yah"
time for the mugging side of cheryl to reappear again.
ayyye.
it'll be a booky way ahead.

gooodluck, goodbye, i want my phone ):

daddy always says "dont speak so fast"
and ive gotta lock that in mind.