I want a boy who will move the hair away from my eyes, and then kiss me. Who will hold my hand in line at the mall and make all the girls jealous. A boy who will sing to me at random moments. Who lets me sleep on his chest. I want a guy who will tell his family and friends all about me. Bring me soup or orange juice when I’m sick. I want a boy who is more goofy than romantic, but knows the right things to say at the right times. I want a boy who will call me 3 times a day if he went away. A boy who will apologize for calling too much, and no matter how many times I tell him its okay, he’d still do it. A boy who will let me gossip to him and just smile and agree with everything I say. A boy who will throw stuffed animals at me when I acted dumb and then jump on me and kiss me a million times. Who will bet kisses on who could beat who on at game. Who makes fun of me just to make me laugh. A boy who will surprise me with 25 cent ring and we could have contest of how far we can spit our gum. Who will take me to the park, put his hands around my waist and give me big bear hugs all the time. A boy who will kiss my neck, just to have a reason to tell me how much he loves my new perfume. I want a boy who, at night, who will dance in his pajamas with me. A boy who will take pictures in photo booths with me, someone who will never turn down a trip to the lake and who will play tag on the beach with me. A boy who could sit with me on the kitchen floor and eat sandwiches. Who will kiss me in the pouring rain. I want a boy who would try to teach me how to play the guitar, even if we just end up laughing at each other. I want a boy who will run his fingers through my hair, share his lollipops with me, and get along with all of my friends. Someone who would never be afraid to say I love you in front of his friends and someone who would argue with me about silly things just to make up. I want a boy who will take me to Target to just make fun of some of the stuff there. Someone who will kiss me at midnight on New Years and who will make funny faces at me when I’m on the phone. I want a boy who will count stars with me and be friends with my family. I want a boy who will stay home with me on a Friday night just to help me make dinner and watch movies together under the same blanket. Someone who will squirt water guns at me in the house after I’ve got him soaked. I want a boy who looks me the eye and tell me something serious, that was also funny and make me promise not to laugh. A boy who could make me laugh like no one else can. I want a boy who will hold me closer than normal when I’m sick, and would play with my hair. But mostly I want a boy who is my best friend and will always be there for me.



THIS KIND OF GUY WHERE TO FIND??!! THEY DON'T EXIST -.-

& Idk if you know this but after you walked away, it hurt, and I cried. Thanks for everything love. I appreaciate you sticking it through with me despite the fact that I'm sucha hard person to love.

Hey everyone who most probably now thinks I'm a slut who used Jon.
I'm gonna stick to my decision. The people who mind don't matter, and the people who wouldn't mind matter. (Thanks Nats) And you don't matter, because if you did, you wouldn't think I was one. Sometimes somethings are hard to explain. Sure it's mostly my fault, and I bear full responsibility for this failed tragic relationship. But, hun, don't be so quick to judge. I'm sure just as much of a bitch as I am. It's innate in every girl. Tyvm.

Wheehee! College day is hell fun. But hell tiring. I'm sitting here procrastinating PW.
*Fml.

And honestly. AM I THAT DEMANDING. Damn it.

One of my 10 gorgeous flowers pricked my finger. I'm sad..

I love my friends! They all showered me with gorgeous pretty beautiful flowers.
Not expecting any tomorrow though! Hahahahha.

I realise that the crowd also plays a part in the performance.. A dead performance usually doesn't give the performer the mood to get into the whole performing mood. Like how the first audience was more dead than the second. Hahahaha. Interested to see how the J2s will be like (;

Night darlings.

My senior and I were contemplating going les, and we're both attached. God I love my cca.

I've grown to love college day. Like mad.
Maybe it's because I didn't go for camp and hence were never close to the dancers, and never really met the seniors. But now it's muchhhh better! I mean seriously. Hahahaha I actually wave and acknowledge them. They used to intimidate me like hell ):

But imho, teachers needa be MUCH MORE understanding towards us.
We're already dying! I can't do my homework, even that I'm sure you can understand right. I'm just plain exhuasted!

Oh well, I'm aching and I stink and I smell and I've got cakey glitter make up on me, with hair spray disgustingly intertwined in my hair. I needa bath man. And shampoo and conditioner.

Tomorrow's the start of the performances. I pray, I pray, I do well. Cross my fingers and kiss my butt (:

Night world!

PS: I'll change my relationship status to In A Relationship with Jonathan Song when we get to our 1 month (;
PSS: New Year's Resolution - Quit smoggin' man.

God school sucks. So tired.
Contemplating deleting my fb account.
Bored, monotonous life.
Miss pris. She made my life so psychotically crazy.

First off; KNN STUPID PHONE SHORT CIRCUITED IN THE RAIN :'( *sob sob*

Second; OMG. College day rehearsals are gonna be the death of me.

Thirdly; Why the fuck did I sign up to help out at YOG. Seriously. I don't give a shit who wins/loses/comes to Singapore for whatever games. Unless we're talking dance. Which I'm sure we're not. Which reminds me.. Why isn't dance considered a sport?! How despicable. Okay not the point. Moving ON.

Fourthly; I'm just tired. Someone pass me a stick.

Night loves.

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First Korean song I'm addicted to. It actually makes sense people (:

17.
Music interests me.
Dance fascinates me.
Reading occupies me.
Shopping never fails to bankrupt me.

Reading- Wuthering Heights
by Emily Bronte

Listening- Cinderella
by Steven Curtis Chapman

"The power of a relationship lies with whoever cares less. But power is not happiness."
-Connor Mead

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