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Sunday, May 06, 2007

spell boey's first name.

d-a-p-h-n-e

i am starting to hate daphne because she hardly talked to me, call me or even text me anymore.
all she does is to stay at the loser NUS library and study or maybe in her girlfriend's dorm like totally domestic partnership. i dont know why but i am just missing her so badly out of a sudden and so badly i had to blog about it, honestly i dont know when was the last time i saw her. oh yeah probably at PLAY, and we had a really ugly photo taken and i was still with kim.
but i miss d so much now telepopmusik makes me sad and i know she will never ever read this entry so its okay i will bitch about her? aww, i'd never bitch about my darling d then again, that she doesnt call or text anymore. i think her current language is french and the only few french words i know are, bonjour, bauguette(or is it italian), merci, je'taime (which i dont even know how to pronounce?) yes i am sure you got my point, oh how about creme brule? its french right?


sigh i have flabby arms, i think i am going to do push ups till death do floor & me apart. anyway do you think i could that ZAP ZAP on my flabby arms so i dont have to do push ups? this is a very restless sunday because i am supposed to watch "midnight summer dreams - shakespeare" with liauw but apparently i am super nice which she can go with S.

so i am kinda like stucked at home waiting for my giselle to call/text or anything but hey she's working today, did i mention that she's a vet nurse already? and i dont know if i should just plunge and i think kim just deleted her friendster account again for the i dont know 3rd time or maybe she changed her name again hahahha

and talking about kim, i am better now and i think kim is the most amazing woman i have ever met and nothing could beat her kind of love and kim has never meant to hurt me and she never wanted to at all. her detemination to quit me and as well for me to quit her, left me speechless because i never thought that her bruality towards our love, could be actually love towards us. she had to go, she has no choice but to quit us and to save us more heartaches and allowed ourselves to go cold turkey and i supposed we have made it. although we no longer talked, or have any form of contacts, i miss her still. she is amazing and i hope the man who she might marry or girls/boys she might date, would love her the way i do. and i would never have this chance to tell her that i'd always love her, that she'd always be happy, and i'd always love her..






i wont forget how we wanted to go to sentosa and have a nice picnic but it was raining and the cable car queue was super long and it pissed kim off ahahaha and ended up eating carls' junior on the roof of vivocity! we even bought home fluffy slippers & towels so that we can sit on them. how about, "step this and you die!" "step on the blue ones!" "step on the green and red ones!" "dont step on the line bitch!" how about long bus rides while you read your scripts and id pretend to be your prince or even the gardener? how about at rehearsals you'd be like, "bay get out of here i cant rehearse when you are here you distract me!" how about picking you up at work and getting you delifrance of your favourite choice, and you'd be like texting me, "hmm i feel like kissing you now you are looking so hot across!" how about you picking me up from school, and we got locked in the toilet and we had to yell our way to get someone to open the door for us and you were in your favourite dress looking amazingly beautiful! how about those days that you were in san francisco and we were fighting over stupid stuffs and you were web-caming.


how you'd chalked up bills just to talk to me in the cold and whined and how ive waited patiently for you to fly home! but you flew back for us on our 2nd monthsary! it was the best present santa could bring to me because you couldnt take it when i tried to sing like a million times of "all i want for you is christmas!" remember how i scrimped and saved for our christmas dinner at fish tales?


we were practically screaming our praises for the swordfish and the mash potatoes! hahha i cant believe it, i love you so much i know it sounds so silly but it was really good and remember our trishaw ride? you said, it was most romantic thing ever except that it messed up your hair and we had drinks over @ harry's and you started your camera frenzy and starting taking ugly shots of me!


we fought so much on the days (e.g. where to go and what to do and how to do) and we would just refused to give in to each other and we would end up with about a millions of "whatever" or "yeah okay" hahaha i cant stop grinning how freaking silly and how in love we were.

remember we went grocery shopping for new year's dinner! and how you complained i've gotten too much too much food for 4 person! and how you loved those cheap grape sparkling juices. and i was like, lets buy more! and i loved the way you looked at me when you were ordering our roasted chix.

how we would rush to bathe together and you'd be like get out i want to dress up! and you'd be like honey! get in NOWWWWWWW! and you'd asked me if you looked fat or ugly. BABY YOU DONT FUCKING LOOK FAT OR BAD OR UGLY NOW MOVE IT ITS ALMOST 12!
we had our first countdown in the cab with cheryl & melissa, remember how we would tease them to death and they'd just roll their eyes. and how we woke up in the morning and we tip-toed to the room that they were sleeping together and we would just chuckled and wondered if they had sex (FYI, no)

and how i wanted to sleep more and you wanted to go out and you wanted to do smth and you were so fucking bored and how you tried your first cigarette and you choke & almost died of swollen airway and how you ran out of the house after slamming the door at me and i found you jumping into the bloody pool and until the guard chased you out of the pool and i saw you walking so fucking wet and i yelled KIMBERLY CHOW so loud that you were so startled. i got so worried after you ran out of the house and i got so mad seeing you getting so wet and so happy while i was so so so so angry that i was going to explode. and we had great sex after that hahahaha oh god i love my baby.

remembered how we sat down in MI and tried to do our homework in the end we brainstormed on the places that might be good to make out and you told me how much you loved me.

i dont know how i managed how all these out but to remember how much you told you loved me it breaks me all over again, great i thought i have gotten you away. maybe i did, but i have missed you badly.

i dont know if you would be reading this kim, i dont know if you'd be or not, but i want you to remember all these that we've been through and there are so much unmentioned ( like your prada bag & my phone dropped into the singapore river!) i just wished that you'd know how much i've loved you. and would probably still love you!

p/s: mommy says hi!
pp/s: it is a boring sunday.
ppp/s: giselle called yesterday! god our first weekend call..

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