Welcome To My 7-Coloured World
Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high
There's a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby
Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true
Some day I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemondrops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me
Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow
Why then, oh why can't I?
Some day I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemondrops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me
Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow
Why then, oh why can't I?
If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why can't I?
Monday, August 20, 2007
I'm havin diarrhea now! I'm sure Geri knows how it feels.
It's true, diarrhea = die, rear!
That was just a thought that appeared in my mind after having gone to the toilet many times. zzz.
xoxo Jank
6:10 PM
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Monday, August 13, 2007
Just been to an aneroxic girl's webby, as shown by Alice. Well, it surely makes me feel like starving myself(though I know it's stupid)....
.... An Apple a day keeps the doctor away, huh? Then maybe an apple a day it shall be then, just an apple a day.
Or Maybe Not.
xoxo Jank
10:44 PM
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Saturday, August 4, 2007
How come I feel so deprived of social life after looking at some of my friends' friendster pics? I feel so lonely all of a sudden. So sad, suddenly.
I turn to retail therapy, but it's no use. After the spending, many thoughts come into my mind again. And it's confusing me. Why do things have to be so confusing?
Am I not someone nice? Why do I see so many people with bad characters having happy lives? They have people to care for them, but who cares about me?
My best friends don't even ask about me. Some friends make use of me.
Why do I bother staying happy? Do people really only care about pretty people? What should I do then? When I need people to talk to, I always call them at the wrong time. Then what should I do to change this?
Is it truly me? Is it truly my problem that no one cares?
Who reads what I write here anyway? Bull shit. Everything's bullshit.
If you're not pretty, people don't even bother if you die.
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I think i'm on the way to slipping back into depression again.
Please don't let it come, please don't.
Happy thoughts, think happy thoughts.
xoxo Jank
7:52 AM
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Kenny has been nice. He praised me everytime he saw me. Saying how much prettier i've become and how much slimmer and slimmer i've become. I thank him. But somehow I don't think it's true.
In fact, from the last time I saw him and his colleagues(they're my hairstylists), I've actually gained weight. But still, I'm happy. hahaha!
But I mustn't let this small achievement get to my head, and start bingeing all over again. I MUST LOSE MORE! yay.
Whatever. I must say I actually am quite pleased with how I look like, except for my D.C. though.But human beings are never content.
Being random, I suddenly feel like saying this. I love GOD! =)
Tomorrow i'm going to the church. yay.
xoxo Jank
7:22 AM
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