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Wednesday, October 11, 2006

dont feel like talking to anyone... sigh... upset about my new camera.
but i cant blame anyone can i..
i can only blame myself for trusting others to take care of my things.
this is one big big reason why some times i;m so so reluctant to lend people things.
it seldom comes back in one piece...
i mean notes are fine... other den some of my more precious ones la...
but things like phone mp3 and camera.
argh. sometimes i just people to get their hands of it.
selfish aint i...
but too many times has it proven itself to be true.. just like my lomocam.
really u know.
i relaly waqnt to scold the f word. but i cant
i am supposed ti be changed person with better temper.
whatever. havent i changed? a teeny weeny bit?
see.. when shou and phong went out.. i'm also...'ok lors'..
kinda thing. because maybe they just wanted to enjoy time together.. maybe they noe that i'm busy and wont go even if they asked.

maybe-s make me happier :) at least i think twice on my part before lashing out at people.
sigh. i dont noe wat i'm sighing at just sigh. i'm not in a good mood.. neither am i in a bad mood.
just irritable.

i feel bd towards xiao yan .. cuz i sort of pang seied her.. sorry h xiaoyan didnt mean it.. sorry sorry... i feel very bad espwat u told me during chem lect keeps repeating in my head.. i'm so sorry... really very.


skipping bio mock was a weird weird feeling. but watever la huh..
it's not i pon k hahha.. had a grad day rehearsal to attend what. hahas.
excuses.
what man desperately make out of mistakes to feel better. hehe
lists
what man desperately make out of chaos. hehe mercedes benz... top on every list
hhha wu liao cheap thrill.. merc commericals.. not bad.. i like it... it's classier den many other... hahha.
whatever.
i think i typed more then 5 whatevrs already watevr.

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12:26 AM


Fi- Fi-. C
to find a day where from then on
i would never need to lie again.

i really love vanilla.
for its straightforwardness

.mushiness with reality.

Irreplacable , unerasable memories.
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