Stupidly named PuiLeng, Flora.
Caught my first breath on 12-04-94.
Still don't know my age?
Count with your fingers,
Not enough use toes.
* I'm sure i'm not that old.
Currently studying in CHIJSTC.
I'm loving my school.
I'm loving my friends.
I'm hating the homework.
wo-shi-bangalah.loves@hotmail.com TWITTER, FOLLOW ME.
That's my email.
You may laugh at it,
But it's not funny.
When i first saw you, "Damn, You're the one" I thought to myself. Now, Hanging nowhere. Going aimlessly. I want you, But with my standard. I know i can't get anywhere. I know. Everything seem to past so fast. Why. Sometimes, i just wonder to myself. Why in the world, Did i meet you. Did i go out. Why. So many questions in my head. But i can help to just think about negatives stuffs. You won't look at my profile. You won't look at my blog. Even though you did/did not save my number. It'll never bother you. Even if you did, I'm just another girl you know, A contact in your phone list. Cause you're not the one that's feeling like this. It's me. Love hurts too much. I asked people, "Do you believe in love at first sight?" 90% of the replies were, "Yes." Til now, I've never believe in Love at first sight. I thought it was stupid. But, It's true. Now i believe. And i believe, I'm not hanging for long. It'll hurt when I'm in it too deep. Way too deep. But, I am a stubborn kid. I'll not give up if the time's not here. But when it's time. I'll let go, Happily, Smiling, Tearing, Wishing you, "Good luck with your future Girlfriend in my heart." And there, The million pieces of my heart, Shattered again. No one to mend it back. But myself. My friends give me advice. But i choose my decisions. So, What can i do? Idk. Help me someone? You? Nah, We're far from friends. I smile happily on the outside. But what lies on the inside, Is unknown. I'm getting sick and tired. I see couples walking, I feel envious. Shit that feeling. I hate it. Why. Idk. Argh. Calling for SOS. No matter how much i call, Scream, Shout. It's meaningless. Humans, They're all greedy. They get what they want, And then they want more. More and More. More and More. Til they notice, Shit, This is not right. That's why there are crimes. Well, I'm not asking much now. But i just hope. Can we be friends? And there, I'll see a starting point. Light. Future. That's all i wish for. Pray, Hope that It'll come true. May God bless mankind. May your dreams come true. Ily.
