One call.
One bloody phone call was all it took.
All one minute and eleven seconds of it.
Just when I was going to congratulate myself, you had to come ransack my world again.
Thanks for re-introducing yourself into my thoughts.
Get out of my life already, although I'm loving it.
BY THE WAY.
MERRY CHRISTMAS PEOPLE. (:
-si @ 8:10 PM
DH: What's my favourite food and drink?
WS: *looks at Hello Panda in his hands* Uh, Hello Panda?
*deathstare*
WS: Oh! Eh, sweets!
DH: No, it's chicken. Drink?
WS: I know, water.
DH: Go to hell.
WS: Coke?
DH: Excuse me, peach tea. Your favourite food's chocolate right! No wait, prawn mee!
WS: Yep.
DH: Favourite drink's Milo!
WS: Uh huh.
DH: So what's my favourite colour?
WS: *sweats* Black?
*silence*
DH: Top three favourite colours!
WS: Black, white, yellow, uh.
DH: Green, red and blue. Oh my god, you noob. I know yours okay, red, yellow, orange!
I'm absolutely horrified.
I couldn't even name one of brother's favourites when he actually remembers every single one of mine.
-si @ 10:44 PM
Hard work always outlives play. Shiatty school term's here again. I'm keeping my fingers crossed my name's in the list come Convocation 2010. (:
I will not die, I'll wait here for you
I feel alive, when you're beside me
I will not die, I'll wait here for you
In my time of dying
-Three Days Grace-
-si @ 11:55 PM
I'm reminded yet again of earlier years, years I spent with Hana Yori Dango.
Anime, manga, drama.
Time spent obsessing over Domyoji Tsukasa, the childlike yet sweet prince.

Boys Over Flowers, rediscovering innocence. Man this feels good. (:
-si @ 3:54 PM
Suddenly I don't have a love-hate relationship with my favouritest pain-in-the-arse anymore.
THANK YOU DEAR BROTHER!
Arigato for the cutest yellow earbuds, even if for no particular reason. (:
-si @ 12:55 PM

Man the dangers I brave for a good listen.
You'd do it too when an album sets you back by a good 80 bang.
Gawd I love Google. It gets me everything.
31 minutes to music nirvana. (:
-si @ 11:01 PM