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Thursday, February 18, 2010


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Saturday, December 6, 2008

oh my gosh.
hahaha
this. is one old blog.
we have not updated in what? four months?
I think it's pretty tho... A reminder of what we used to be.
I was thinking of deleting this.
but then I realized... It has been here since we were year 8
and now we're in year 10
for the shizzle as hell there has been alot of changes between us.
both in our relationship
and ourselves as individuals.

So... I've decided to keep this here.
For memories
To treasure
and who knows?
when one day. IF one day you return back...
It would still be here right?

I miss you Bianca.
I miss who you were
who you used to be.
But at the same time.
I guess you're happy.
And if you're happy. I'm happy.
Relatively.

I love you.
Xxxx
Fung

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Wednesday, July 30, 2008

FUNG.
how are you babes?
wow. its only been one week do you know that? 
argh.
time is going by toooooo slowly. its just like ugh.....
:( 
if only i could sleep and let time pass even quicker.
hows dancing dude..
does joshua practice? i hope so.... lol.

I NEED TO TALK TO PEOPLE 
ARGH.
IM DYING HERE FUNG.

lolz.
seriously man... its no fun spending this holiday with  people who aren't your best friends..... 
or boyfriend for the matter but yeah.
i want to spend it with you guys...
its going to such a waste....
sigh....

check out my blog for pics. hah. no one else knows the url.

loves yous,
B.

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Saturday, July 19, 2008

Bianca.

Yup yup. I know. I also should thank you for putting up with my crap.
but hey, thats what makes the world to round rite?
I should accept you as you. =]
I'm sorry too. Really sorry.

Skype. LOL. you won't believe it. my name on skype? (search for me) fungasaures. LOL
hahaha. yup sure. you can view the site.
ALTHOUGH I must tell you. it's a bit... weird. LOL

biancasmodestosbirthdayparrrty.piczo.com
the passwords?
to enter the first page: biancaisthebest
to enter the rest: ilovebiancahoh

haha. HOW original.
I Still can't believe that it worked out okay. that you didnt find out
boy. you are daft. :P :P
all our whispering? our talking? seriously? you didnt suspect anything?
i guess its pretty good that ur blur. or else it wouldnt have worked out. hahaha

I'm not actualy sure whether i AM leaving or not. It was just to surprise you that you know. I'm not meant to be here. but I am.
i actually probably would be leaving. Like at the begining of August or seomthing. But I have my piano competition and I'm goign to phuket. so im not too sure. =D

we have to do the movie thing. but can it just be a small group of us? maybe just us girls? cuz i have enough guy drama for a while.
UNLESS 'HE' is coming of course. :P hahahahha
sorry. LOL

i had a EFFING awesome time bianca. THANK YOU. or rather THANK ME. =D
but i had loads of fun. met so many awesome people.
:P if you get what I mean.
other than the few awkward moments here and there. it was the best night ever.
thanks bi.

LOVE YOU

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Tuesday, July 15, 2008

You ask yourself

Why can't I just cry out?
Why can't just scream?
What is wrong with the world today?
For nothing is as it seems.

You want to now what went wrong?
Why does it take so long?
To heal an aching heart?

hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt. AllItEverDoesIsHurt.

TheLinesOfWords
AndTheSpacesInBetween

What is wrong?

What can be wrong?

How did it go wrong?

You try to move on.
But you're always standing still.
You try to run away.
But you always find yourself back home.

Why Why Why?

Why Can't I Just Forget.
Just Forget

Forget about the world.
TheWholeDamnWorld.
Why can I not care?
Why does my heart still beat?
Why Can't I Let It Go?

WHY

GodSaveMe. Fy

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Saturday, July 12, 2008

I'm proud of you too fungi.
very proud.
see?
hard work pays off.
haha.
something new to you huh.
:)
lol.
just joking.
i'm glad you won.

love
bi.

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Friday, July 11, 2008

the adrenaline.
it pumps through your veins and blood.
your heart races and you can barely breathe.
you feel as though you are on air and you have immense amount of energy
you feel no pain and you feel no weariness.
you just dance.


today, was awesome.
just the feeling of being up there. was good enough
I almost didnt want it to end.
I'm proud that we got first place
I could not stop screaming when the results were announced.
the 18 hour practice in one week.
the leg pains.
the tireness.
the stress.
it all payed off within just 5 minutes.
we were all so happy.
I can't wait for next year.

<3 Fy

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Wednesday, July 9, 2008

It's not a sin fungi.
It's a gift.
God gave us the gift of life.
Use it wisely.
Use it so that life is an advantage not you.
So that we can live and be happy.
To, obviously, a certain extent.

:D

Wearing a short skirt is not a sin.
Unless your boyfriend, thinks otherwise.

Randomly making out with someone is not a sin.
Except I'd rather spend MY make-out sessions with someone I love *hint hint.

Walking around in your underwear with your face painted blue, fung, is not a sin.
I'd just prefer to show my underwear to people I actually KNOW.

But then again thats my P.O.V. ahahha.
Talk about loving the debating debacle.

:)

So life's good. Eh?

To sign off,
Dean Martin rocks. (quote Geoff)


love
B.

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Sunday, July 6, 2008

but then again. everyone has their little-girl insecurities.
i hate feeling that way bi. its not that i want to. I just do. but im trying. trying my hardest. i think your right.
who cares about how i look or how i dress? who cares?
then again, its easier said than done. because everytime you look into a mirror you think. "why?" why these pair of legs or why this face?
its not that im devastatingly ugly. i know that.
but it would be nice you know. haha. but i guess there is nothing i can do about. so why not just live? why not live?
because bi, in this world, living is a sin.
doing whatever you want, is a sin.
if i wanted to go grab some random guy and make out with him. its a sin
if i want to wear this ultra-tight mega short dress. its a sin
if i want to paint my face blue or walk around in my underwear (not that i want to). its a sin.
no matter how, its always a sin to live.
since when? since when has it been a sin to live? to be different?

I wanna taste, hear, touch, savour, love.
yet I don't know what I want at the same time.
Taste- what? Hear- what? Savour- what? Love- what?
I wanna sing, dance, draw, write, LIVE.
I wanna sing at the top of my lungs.
Dance without a stop
Write without a conscience.
LIVE.
I wanna do so much and there's so little time.
and you are right.
Even if its a sin to live. who cares? who the heck cares?

I love you so much bi. I dont know where i'd be without you.
<3 Fy

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Saturday, July 5, 2008

Life is meant to be lived. We, as individuals who have democratic rights, should control our lives. Life's so short. Anything could happen. Today, tomorrow, in a minute. Who knows? I don't want to live my life worrying about little things in my life. I want to live it like there's no tomorrow. So what if people think stuff about me. Stuff and bother. I don't care what they say or what they think, I'm just gonna put myself out there, have fun and chill. So what if they don't like the way I dance, or if my clothes aren't nice enough, or whatever. I don't give. 

So Fung. How are you? :) Live life the way you want to live it. Do whatever you want. Breathe. Enjoy. Savour. Flavours. Hahah. Who cares if they are prettier? I mean. Dude. People are individuals. Everyone's not created by God to look the same. We live by our own caliber. Our own standards. If we think we're pretty, we're pretty. And besides whats with all this material stuff anyway. 

Life is immaterial. I'm so contradicting sometimes. Hypocrite that I am. Anyways. I want to eat now. Rendang, nasi, telur, indo mee, roti planta, the crispy chinese thing i cant remember the name, and soya bean. Hahahaha. 

Love you fun-gi.

<3>

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