haha i shall blog about yesterday. was too tired and kinda in a rush to watch Heros to blog. anyway, WOOHOO! O levels have ended for juz & winnie! :D :D and juz, i hope you'll come NY! haha.

so yesterday had dinner to celebrate last day of o's for juz. caught Stardust with huixin, eleanor and shuyuan! sadly, i had to spent about an hour plus alone in amk hub. for the record : i have friends ok. hahaha. i know everyone's been saying this but stardust's really nice, unexpectedly nice i have to say. so, you should catch it before it closes!

met up with juz after the movie. so we just wondered around and finally decided to sit down. we were pretty tired ok. then this small girl started bothering us in a way. HAHA, i have always liked young children, but she is scary to a certain extent ok! so walked around aimlessly with juz while nornor and huixin were reading newspapers! and then, got hooked onto ' Who Wants To Be A Millionaire ' in juz's phone. HAHA, addictive ok! i think we played it for 2 hours cos we were waiting for mel, keith and ahyi to come. even mel got hooked on it after that.

so we had dinner at pepper lunch. oh gosh, and when i got home, STILL SMELT OF PEPPER LUNCH. eww! so caught heros. many people say it isn't nice, BUT i still think it is. :D haha couldnt sleep that night even though i was SO tired. i think cos my mind was filled with stardust and heros, i actually thought i was some magical being. HAHA!

ok i shall end of with this EXTREMELY LONG quote from stardust. (:


Yvaine: You know when I said I knew little about love? That wasn't true. I know a lot about love. I've seen it, centuries and centuries of it, and it was the only thing that made watching your world bearable. All those wars. Pain, lies, hate... It made me want to turn away and never look down again. But when I see the way that mankind loves... You could search to the furthest reaches of the universe and never find anything more beautiful. So yes, I know that love is unconditional. But I also know that it can be unpredictable, unexpected, uncontrollable, unbearable and strangely easy to mistake for loathing, and... What I'm trying to say, Tristan is... I think I love you. Is this love, Tristan? I never imagined I'd know it for myself. My heart... It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it's trying to escape because it doesn't belong to me any more. It belongs to you. And if you wanted it, I'd wish for nothing in exchange - no fits. No goods. No demonstrations of devotion. Nothing but knowing you loved me too. Just your heart, in exchange for mine.