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8 July's my day.

50% Peranakan, 50% Cheena.
This 100% of me is made up of wonderful family and the loveliest friends, naive dreams, craziest jokes, countless unglamourous moments and definitely the liking for purple. Ultimate loves are ben& jerry's, pretty daisies, yummy eats, long bus-rides, juicy gossip and late nights out with the girlfriends(L). Mark my words, I'm gonna be a big thing some day.



Yakkity yakkity yak.


Saturday, August 9

current mood: distressed :x
tuning in to: wait for you [elliot yamin]

apologies to siki and jeanelli
unforseen circumstances didn't permit me
to root for you guys at coscon today.
sorry:x

was at the hospital practically the whole day.
she was so frail that it hurts my heart.
it was only then, that i realise,
how weak life is, and
how much it will pain me,
if one day she leaves us.

i cried.
she said this to me, in a really soft voice :
“傻孩子,不要哭。
嬷嬷还死不了。我还要看你念完书,结婚呢。
我这辈子最放心不下的就是你。
就算我真的走了,我也会在天上看护着你。
不要哭,坚强一点。我不会有事的。
我会好好地活着,看着我的宝贝出人头地。
这是我对你的承诺。”

i feel infuriated at my damn-assed f*cking rich relatives
who are immerse themselves in their unsatiable monetary desires.
money. money. money.
that's what they care about in their silly warped lives.
not a single one of them actually bothered to visited her.
f*uck those bastards and b*tches

and yet she said to me:
“放心。有一大堆人抢着照顾我。
你用不着操心。专心读书就好。”
it was really ironic
i don't know if she literally meant this,
or was she just being sarcastic.

as we gather may Your spirit work within us
as we gather may we glorify Your name
knowing well that as our hearts begin to worship
we'll be blessed because we came.

i'm really afraid to lose her.
please Lord, look over her.
i believe that You make miracles possible.

believing in You,
♥FiONA