I didn't receive a lot of positive remarks for my hair.
I thought it was nice wor, but everyone thought it was really childish and weird.
Hmph, they all don't have taste one.
I wasn't really pissed off lah.
But really, I don't know why my taste is different from other people's.
Yesterday everyone said I dressed like a kinder-garden child at the drama.
I was wearing a 'Save The Earth' T-shirt, a dirty brown skirt, flats, and a ribbon hair pin.
Ok lah, to be fair, the hairpin looked a bit childish.
But the rest of me look OK what!!!
I like wearing things like that, I'm comfortable with this style.
Just because I also like to wear shorts, or sleeveless, or heels,
doesn't mean I have to stick to the mature style right?
Whatever laa.

JY

The way she writes her latest post makes it look like I'm not part of them.
I've been there for you every time. Why can't you be here for me too?
Perhaps you haven't notice because you've been too busy enjoying yourselves without me,
But I haven't properly talked to you in more than 2 weeks.
Every time I try to, you make up an excuse and shrink away.
I know being there is difficult, but at least try.

付出真心却得不到回报，我不是生气只是心痛。

JY

I've always thought fringes look cute and un-mature.
So I grew my front sideburns and change partings last year.
Aijuin says I should start to look mature.
'You're turning 17 next year lah!'
I've decided I want to cut my hair a little earlier.
And the barber cut off my front sideburns today. I look... ...
... ...
... ...
... ...
... ...
... ...

SUPER PRETTY!!!

It's not really soft kinda pretty.
It's a bit mature yet not too neat.
But I've got a feeling it won't last.
Ahh, hair checks... ...
I'm gonna miss them when I leave school... ...

PS: I'm still felling a bit boycotted, and no one's noticed! (m)

JY

I suddenly feel like I'm being boycotted by everyone.
Friends, babes, even my mum and dad.
I'm not talking so much at the moment.
Not feeling all that good either.

JY

This has been such a difficult week, and yet it's still not over.
I try not to think about it, I try to laugh all the time.
But everywhere I go, I see it on papers.
Whoever I talk to, they're bound to be talking about it.
I see their faces everywhere. Everywhere.
The news is on the radio, on newspapers, on bossy people's mouth.
Don't you know bitching about people is not nice?
The ideal thing to do is to shut up and pay your condolences.
We know you're curious. But there's a difference between bitching and discussing.
Don't go blaming anyone. No one is to be blamed.
Don't tell me bullshit like: "If I'm in that situation, I would have..."
Or: "They should have..."
Bullshit lah. Try losing a friend, or a son, a brother.
Then come and tell me what you want to hear everywhere you go.
Show respect. Bitching is not respecting.
It comes in all forms. Not just in the form of joss-sticks.
Suddenly he becomes everyone's friend, suddenly everyone knows him.
Don't be such a hypocrite. Stop blaming this, blaming that.
Nothing could have prevented this from happening.
And the worst thing is, our dear principle doesn't even try.
No silent mourning, no paying respects.
He blabs on and on about our own koku's good and bad.
In the bitchiest manner you can ever imagine.
That, is not on.

My opinion, let this pass quietly.
We all need a new start.

I've just realized I sorta know the missing guy from Chung Ling.
I cried, though I don't know him that well.
I cried, though he may not know who I am.
I cried, though he and I may not have even shared a decent conversation with him.
I cried because he is one of us.
He is my age, in my same condition.
Perhaps even shared something in common.
He's still so young, he have many un-blossomed friendships,
so many uncovered meanings in life, maybe his one true love.
He could still have graduate, could have enter college.
Today I cried with many others that cried for him.
I cried hoping and hoping that he will survive this.
Life is a sadist; when it gets to bored, it fucking punch you in the face just to see you in pain.
It's cruel, it's evil.
You have to brave through every obstacle it throws at you.
But. It shows us that there is still hope in our world, there is still love.
People out there is crying for him,
because they care for him, they love him.
"And I hope you can understand what I mean when I tell you that, even though I do not know you, even though I may not meet you, laugh with you, cry with you, kiss you, I love you.
With all my heart, I love you."

I love you; still do, always will.
Until you tell me to stop, I never will.
Today a boy a know died, never to have loved.
Let's not do this,
Let's not waste any time.
Please come back.

Quote of all times:
"Slam all you want. You will still be here tomorrow, reading my blog like it's the fucking Bible."
Don't slam too much, my 'darlings', one day your balloon will go 'POP!' and then we'll see who's still standing tall. =)
Peace out.

I love you; still do, always will.
Until you tell me to stop, I never will.