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Storyboard Directed Comments Takes Exists
Sunday, January 24, 2010 at 6:04 AM
Yesterday, Ryan called out to me in a gift shop "Psst..." I looked at him. Then his eyes shifted to me then to something, again and again...
Untill I saw what he wanted me to see. After 5 seconds of staring at it, the word "Why?" came into my head. I walked off leaving him. I have to admit. The gift shop was really uniqe...
Yet I managed to miss the display words on the shelf just in front of the entrance. If only I had missed it and have not look at it and walk out.
I would be much better off that way. Much better off not knowing, much better off not hearing, much better off not seeing, much better off not feeling.
It's my fault. do you hate me? Please hate me as much as I hate myself... As much as I don't want your hate.
Locked everything.

No I just want to fall endlessly.
To never fall and hit the ground.

To You I'd Be Always Faithful.♥ 6:04 AM.


Monday, January 4, 2010 at 1:44 AM
Welcome back Big Brother.

I'm worried for you, hearing whats happening to you scares me.
I heard from them that sometimes you spend most of your time alone,
that you sit alone and keep to yourself, and that you seem lost and depressed.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry I can't do anything for you.
I still love you very much. I really do.
I'll do anything to see you smile like you used to.

To You I'd Be Always Faithful.♥ 1:44 AM.


Sunday, January 3, 2010 at 6:46 AM
Alright, I promised Rainie to post the pictures of torture what we did on saturday so here it is! :D

Anyways, after collecting our pay in the morning, we walked around Plaza Singapura to look for her Brother, Ian, and Angus:) Presents. (Though first she insisted on going to Etude house first. What a vainpot. > v >) OMG found the coolest and cutest (trust me, when I say 'cutest' I don't mean it in a girly cutsey kind of thing, but in the 'its-okay-for-guys' kind of cute, so no worries Angus! 'w')little thing at 77th street (very unexpected). Gold in colour, picked it out and Rainie approved, so we shared the cost and she took it home to wrap. Hope you like it Angus o w <

Then went up to Times to get her Brother's presents, she spent a hell long of a time picking it out. The counter lady was abit pissed I think, HAHA. > O <

After lunch, went to the arcade, drooled on just about everything there. Rushed to Somerset, walked around, bla bla bla.

AND THEN Rainie had this horri-, I mean 'DELIGHTFUL' idea to go to the FISH SPA there. I was like 'HECK NO' as I was totally broke and saving money. Then she kidnapped (I really do mean it, you can ask the counter people, they witnessed this fat cat short girl dragging another girl BY FORCE into the Spa shop, no joke >_>). She paid for the both of us for a 30 min package, as my 'early valentine's day' present (lets just confirm this Rainie, I don't swing that way), and paid before I could stop her. :<

THE FISH SPA WAS TORTURE.

You know, I seriously don't get how those caucasians in the Fish Spa can look so relaxed, and even fall asleep. It took me a billion years to stick my foot into the water, and Rainie had to gently [not] SHOVE my legs into the water.

The fish savagely attacked my foot, and I was laughing in angony ;_;. I was the only one screaming, laughing and yelping in the whole spa, embarassing much. >.< Can't help being ticklish! Worse still, the people outside could see EVERYTHING through the clear spa glass, so yes they saw the whole commotion.

I kept lifting my foot out of the water, but felt really guilty since Rainie was paying for it, so I tried my best to stick my feet back in the water as many times as I could. (still could not get used to it)


(my foot on the left, Rainie on the right)
Its strange they go for my foot more than Rainie's. WHICH I DON'T APPRECIATE.


Managed to get into the water spot with lesser fish ;D It was much bearable, phew. Though I still hate it when fishes go in between the toes, its DISGUSTING plus it reminds me of leeches.

Tried my best not to kick in the water, I really pity the fishes o n o
And very helpful Rainie, encouraged me by threatening to buy the 1HOUR PACKAGE if I dared to lift my foot up from the water again.

Okay at the end of everything, my feet felt like it was electrocuted, tingly all over '.' But it did feel softer and cleaner in a way..?

But seriously, don't bring me there again.

To You I'd Be Always Faithful.♥ 6:46 AM.


Sunday, January 24, 2010 at 6:04 AM
Yesterday, Ryan called out to me in a gift shop "Psst..." I looked at him. Then his eyes shifted to me then to something, again and again...
Untill I saw what he wanted me to see. After 5 seconds of staring at it, the word "Why?" came into my head. I walked off leaving him. I have to admit. The gift shop was really uniqe...
Yet I managed to miss the display words on the shelf just in front of the entrance. If only I had missed it and have not look at it and walk out.
I would be much better off that way. Much better off not knowing, much better off not hearing, much better off not seeing, much better off not feeling.
It's my fault. do you hate me? Please hate me as much as I hate myself... As much as I don't want your hate.
Locked everything.

No I just want to fall endlessly.
To never fall and hit the ground.

I Don't Want Just Anyone's Hug.♥ 6:04 AM.


Monday, January 4, 2010 at 1:44 AM
Welcome back Big Brother.

I'm worried for you, hearing whats happening to you scares me.
I heard from them that sometimes you spend most of your time alone,
that you sit alone and keep to yourself, and that you seem lost and depressed.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry I can't do anything for you.
I still love you very much. I really do.
I'll do anything to see you smile like you used to.

I Don't Want Just Anyone's Hug.♥ 1:44 AM.


Sunday, January 3, 2010 at 6:46 AM
Alright, I promised Rainie to post the pictures of torture what we did on saturday so here it is! :D

Anyways, after collecting our pay in the morning, we walked around Plaza Singapura to look for her Brother, Ian, and Angus:) Presents. (Though first she insisted on going to Etude house first. What a vainpot. > v >) OMG found the coolest and cutest (trust me, when I say 'cutest' I don't mean it in a girly cutsey kind of thing, but in the 'its-okay-for-guys' kind of cute, so no worries Angus! 'w')little thing at 77th street (very unexpected). Gold in colour, picked it out and Rainie approved, so we shared the cost and she took it home to wrap. Hope you like it Angus o w <

Then went up to Times to get her Brother's presents, she spent a hell long of a time picking it out. The counter lady was abit pissed I think, HAHA. > O <

After lunch, went to the arcade, drooled on just about everything there. Rushed to Somerset, walked around, bla bla bla.

AND THEN Rainie had this horri-, I mean 'DELIGHTFUL' idea to go to the FISH SPA there. I was like 'HECK NO' as I was totally broke and saving money. Then she kidnapped (I really do mean it, you can ask the counter people, they witnessed this fat cat short girl dragging another girl BY FORCE into the Spa shop, no joke >_>). She paid for the both of us for a 30 min package, as my 'early valentine's day' present (lets just confirm this Rainie, I don't swing that way), and paid before I could stop her. :<

THE FISH SPA WAS TORTURE.

You know, I seriously don't get how those caucasians in the Fish Spa can look so relaxed, and even fall asleep. It took me a billion years to stick my foot into the water, and Rainie had to gently [not] SHOVE my legs into the water.

The fish savagely attacked my foot, and I was laughing in angony ;_;. I was the only one screaming, laughing and yelping in the whole spa, embarassing much. >.< Can't help being ticklish! Worse still, the people outside could see EVERYTHING through the clear spa glass, so yes they saw the whole commotion.

I kept lifting my foot out of the water, but felt really guilty since Rainie was paying for it, so I tried my best to stick my feet back in the water as many times as I could. (still could not get used to it)


(my foot on the left, Rainie on the right)
Its strange they go for my foot more than Rainie's. WHICH I DON'T APPRECIATE.


Managed to get into the water spot with lesser fish ;D It was much bearable, phew. Though I still hate it when fishes go in between the toes, its DISGUSTING plus it reminds me of leeches.

Tried my best not to kick in the water, I really pity the fishes o n o
And very helpful Rainie, encouraged me by threatening to buy the 1HOUR PACKAGE if I dared to lift my foot up from the water again.

Okay at the end of everything, my feet felt like it was electrocuted, tingly all over '.' But it did feel softer and cleaner in a way..?

But seriously, don't bring me there again.

I Don't Want Just Anyone's Hug.♥ 6:46 AM.


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Love's Raphael Michael Kea.

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Momotone
The Scriptwriter.

OLD ENOUGH
College
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