I'm SAMANTHA/SAM/CARROT. Troll in specs, laugh like the world's ending and sarcasm-ception is my favorite storybook. A fangirl, a writer, a dreamer.
What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger.
#justFYI some blog entry are private for some reasons. Though this is a bloody mundane blog and there isn't much to read but if I hadn't told you the password before, it means that you are either not that close to me or i am obviously talking about you. Other than that, hello. And bye.
Feel free to hop off, I don't mind. Remember to come back from tea someday~
"The Doctor's darkest hour. He will rise higher than ever before and then fall so much further."
Gosh,I finally understand what 'regret' felt like.
This crazy sour and bitter feeling in the heart that threaten you to give in to the desire to disagree to whatever you have agreed.
And now I'm dying.
Isetan just called me earlier in just an hour ago,asking me to go for the job there since they have the space free for me.
It was enticing for me you know,really enticing.
I was dyin to get a job.
Pleaseeeeee,my pocket is pathetically empty and i can't let that carry on.
Now that I've got one in hand,I think i want to die.
I can't go out this week,at all.
Please,kill me.
My sentosa..
My marina barrage pinic..
My luncheon with claudine tomorrow..
kill meeeeeeeeeeeeee!!

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