tags replied. ^^

Josen: To Passer-By : u talking alien language??
reply: maybe zombie.. ;D

Josen: nx time dun buy 2nd hand de hp liao =X if nt always spoil =X problematic!
reply: yalo. stupid phone. -,-

Josen: hey jiaji =D hahas! gg learn jap le eh? =D happy? =D
reply: my parents awhile agree a while disagree de.. idk can or not lo...

Cherie: I like the part from 1.29 onwards!!! So funnyyy!!!
reply: i like EVERYTHING!! hahahas!

Cherie: That song in the video is actually Kanye West's Heartless -.-
reply: yep. i noe.

HuiMin: psb, you're sooo lame. keep your comments to yourself since you don't state your name ley!
reply: yaloyalo! you gt name one rite? put here la! so scared?


twilight quotes time. ^^
I didn’t know much about psychoanalysis, but I was pretty sure that it didn’t work unless the subject was relatively honest. Sure, I could tell the truth—if I wanted to spend the rest of my life in a padded cell.
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 4, p.96

In my haste to get away from Charlie, I ended up being one of the first ones to school. The plus side was that I got a really good parking spot. The downside was that I had free time on my hands, and I tried to avoid free time at all costs.
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 4, p.98

The scene kept cutting between the horrified face of the heroine, and the dead, emotionless face of her pursuer, back and forth as it closed the distance. And I realized which one resembled me the most.
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 4, p.106

I sat down on the bench outside the theater door and tried very hard not to think of the irony. But it was ironic, all things considered, that, in the end, I would wind up as a zombie. I hadn’t seen that one coming.
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 4, p.106

It was depressing to realize that I wasn’t the heroine anymore, that my story was over.
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 4, p.106

It was inevitable that I would have nightmares, but they wouldn’t be about zombies.
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 4, p.107

What was I doing? I should be running from this memory as fast as I could, blocking the image of the four lounging men from my mind, protecting myself with the numbness I couldn’t function without. Why was I stepping, dazed, into the street?
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 4, p.109

I saw no reason for fear. I couldn’t imagine anything in the world that there was left to be afraid of, not physically at least. One of the few advantages of losing everything.
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 4, p.110

I wasn’t suicidal. Even in the beginning, when death unquestionably would have been a relief, I didn’t consider it. I owed too much to Charlie. I felt too responsible for Renee. I had to think of them. And I’d made a promise not to do anything stupid or reckless. For all those reasons, I was still breathing.
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 4, p.110

In the instant that I heard his voice, everything was very clear. Like my head had suddenly surfaced out of some dark pool. I was more aware of everything—sight, sound, the feel of the cold air that I hadn’t noticed was blowing sharply against my face, the smells coming from the open bar door.
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 4, p.111

Option one: I was crazy. That was the layman’s term for people who heard voices in their heads. Possible.
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 4, p.112

I was not allowed to think of him. That was something I tried to be very strict about. Of course I slipped; I was only human. But I was getting better, and so the pain was something I could avoid for days at a time now. The tradeoff was the never-ending numbness. Between pain and nothing, I’d chosen nothing.
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 4, p.113

The anger was what I wanted to hear—false, fabricated evidence that he cared, a dubious gift from my subconscious.
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 4, p.113

Instead of shying away from the memories, I’d walked forward and greeted them. I’d heard his voice, so clearly, in my head. That was going to cost me, I was sure of it. Especially if I couldn’t reclaim the haze to protect myself. I felt too alert, and that frightened me.
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 4, p.116

As much as I struggled not to think of him, I did not struggle to forget. I worried—late in the night, when the exhaustion of sleep deprivation broke down my defenses—that it was all slipping away. That my mind was a sieve, and I would someday not be able to remember the precise color of his eyes, the feel of his cool skin, or the texture of his voice. I could not think of them, but I must remember them. Because there was just one thing that I had to believe to be able to live—I had to know that he existed. That was all. Everything else I could endure. So long as he existed.
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 4, p.116

Forbidden to remember, terrified to forget; it was a hard line to walk.
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 4, p.117

It didn’t feel like the pain had weakened over time, rather that I’d grown strong enough to bear it.
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 4, p.118

For the first time in a long time, I didn’t know what to expect in the morning.
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 4, p.119