stimes i get all emo reading others' blogs. i especially like reading poignant ones. sad ones. more-emo-than-me ones.

i learn to appreciate more.

so my bf is doink, not sing mok, doesnt have the hair i like, doesnt talk much, is bloody shy when with my family and friends, doesn't reply my sms-es when in lecture, wears ONLY topman shirts, wears A&F shirts to sleep!, sticks to me like glue, likes scarlett johansson, likes doink stupid funny movies (by rob schneider and the sorts), is poles apart from me in terms of personality, repeats the same old mistakes everyday, likes the same bands as i do, is not sexually compatible with me (LOL! im just jk. or am i?), gives in to me too much, is cleverer than i am, knows all the bigshot CEOs, supports chelski, plays futsal etc. (keep in mind these are all bad qualities to me)

but he loves me. and i do him.

what more can i ask for really, right? we stay at the same place, i see him everyday. some couples don't, i pity them really. michelle koo will seriously be nodding her head off agreeing with me.

but i'm moving out. i don't like feeling all fidgety when other hsemates come home, and wk is at my condo as well. i have a feeling they don't like it very much.

as the same time, i do wonder if i should move out. i'm limiting myself really, by moving out. i'll be REALLY stuck with wk then. i dunno, it's my perception.

i don't believe in first love = forever love. at least, for me. i like to try things. i don't believe in being together forever with the guy you have your first kiss with.

note how the upper and lower part of this entry contradicts? i know, i know. cos as i type on, i don't feel so emo and lovey dovey anymore. i do a lot of editing, you see. lol.

i feel like banging my head on the wall a lot a lot a lot when i'm with him, but i persevere. why exactly, i dunno. but i guess for now, i'm stuck with him. because i choose to, okay baby? do u get this right now?

but now i'm very angry at the bastard! he turned his handphone off, and i'm fucking hungry! sobs.