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Trust me with your heart, I promise you the smile.

K O M I K O

Temasek poly's boring
18 going on 19 not so soon
I Appreciate Everything,Everyone.
GOD FAMILY FRIENDS STUDIES
This're My Ultimate Priorities Set.
HAPPY PILLS make me happiest


C R A V I N G S

I believe I have what some don't even. &so, I should stop craving.


T A G




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Thursday, December 3, 2009♥

i forgot this picture of Milk, BalaAnnae. This was a fcuking funny story i tell you! he was irritating everyone by speaking in malayalam all the way! and when dad gave him a nice piece of cake, he was telling in malayalam that he got a nice piece of cake which was so irritating and funny la. then from his back one of them just had to smudge a whole piece of cake on his face and he had to skip a heartbeat! totally unexpected. after this, everyone started getting way too noisy!! we expected the presence of some police officers to the celebration.
[ pardon the worse memory that the post turn out this bad and disorganised ]

starting with the best. just ystd (2nd Dec) was elderst brother's 23rd birthday. for the first time in my 17 years of life, i wished, and also that because he was sucha nice soul who came to fetch me from mrt station at the wee hours of night. &so i thought i should just wish though feeling a whole lot nervous cause we find it abnormal doing so. just as i reached the carpark after work thinking i'm so going to hit the bed like never before, my dad brother cousin who were under the blk, surprisingly of course, asked me to refrain from going up as my brother's friends are buying him a cake to celebrate with. i waited for long and long, the next day work at 11. i was dead. three cars came and my brother obviously knew what was in store. i was feeling a bit outcast as i didn't make a bit plan for the whole thing and never felt a little comfortable. Then the cake came and blahh and blahh. loads of his friends were thr.




totally preparing for the worst.



thats how worst looking i was. &all his friends forced me to feed brother a piece of cake, like they were shouting so loud to do so when i refused & of course, pieces of the cake went to my face then brother's.

This is my brother's friend whose born just a day before him which technically is 1st Dec






BROTHERRRRR,,,,,!!!!!! &SO, HAPPY 23RD! AND I LOVE YOU WAY TOO MUCH.




Did i tell? that i went to the seaside for the performance of the final rites for grandfather. THIS WAS HOW BEAUTIFUL EVERYTHING WAS WHEN HE WAS SENT OFF.. &it reassured me for sure, that his in a much better place. though i just heard of another sadSAD fcuking heartwrecking thing he did in his last few days which i would love to share. during our last visit which was on deepavali, he told my dad to take him to malaysia as he badly wanted to see the places there. appa promised him he soon will. which is a total regret for my dad as he never got the opportunity to. just days ago when dad went over to see patti, he happened to come across grandfather's passport which was all ready even with the white card readily written and signed by him ! it definitely brought instant tears to the heart and eyes, well it did for me.


AND!!! this is Mr Grumpy!!! a.k.a Rishi, my youngest cuteeeeee restless grumpy cousin. sucha a cute loveeeeee i tell you!


HE CAN NEVER KEEP STILL. its just that. just like devan.


THAT'S BEA-U-TI-FUL !

(flawless smile)






&now that all the happiest moments for now is talked about, i no longer feel like telling anything else that is fcuking my mind and brains up so badly for days and days that i am drifting totally apart from EVERYONE.


GoodDay! =)



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