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Saturday, March 31, 2007

the quirky squishy feeling is still there when i look at the photo.
why.
i am not really fond of this feeling.
it's not a good sign.


2:28 PM


Friday, March 23, 2007

now u noe how difficult was it last yr.
shit i cant get over it
i think i'll never ever get over it.
damn gross eh.

damn gross eh. argh..
how sometimes i wish there's a sense of duty and responsiblity.
is it my problem expecting someone to have the basic courtesy to make that freakin effort to complete the task.

shit la.
damn irritating eh.
stop looking at me with those huge eyes of urs and say that kana-sai is a swear word.
wth. if in life i can show that i'm angry or rather express my feelings wtf am i doing ion this world.
it's damn tong ku eh.
it's not as if i'm back stabbing anyone or like saying stuff that may burt someone or offend someone.
wat's wrong with saying them loud and clear.
it's not as if it's a library.
i think u need to get a life.
i cant be bothered with u.
u better get ur feet far from my toes or i'll snp at u anytime.

pissing eh.
i already wat already wat.
why cant i rmb.
so fustrating.
errs..
i seldom say i'm broke, even though i've no cash.
buyt this time.. i'm really freakin broke.
shit
it just brings me more fustrations.

why cant life be simpler.
there's no way to have a simple life and survive in this world.
i dont think i've a hard life.
b ut not an easy one too.

sigh... phong. dont be too upset k.
i cant tell u wsat to do but just. just be there for u to grumble to.
:)


10:44 PM


Saturday, March 17, 2007

applications.
my god.
how complicated can life get.
how i wish everything is just down to earth straight to the point.


12:52 PM


Saturday, March 03, 2007

my gosh my gosh.. i finished the LAST EPISODE OF hua yang hana kimi....

freakin cool la the ending
!!:)

wat a special ending:) happy happy. hahaha...


11:55 PM

got back the results today.. i mean yesterday.. i've never stay up so late doing nothing before.

i am so not sure if i can say anything or should say anything now.
so in between so uncomfortable.
so nobody to talk to.
nobody suitable to talk to.
why must the human relationships be so freakin uncomfortable restrictive and secretive for me.
why cant there be just one person to spit everything to and be sure that the person is fine with it, and will understand and will just listen, just listen. and not have any views or opinions changed about the stuff i'm talking abt or even my character, myself.
wat the hell is with the insecurity.
i freakin hell cant stand it
am trying to change but the feeling doesnt go away.
the tugging feeling.
the sour feeling.


now.
i no longer want to grow up.
i no longer want to grow up.
i want to go back.
i want to be in sec3 sec4 when i didn;t have so much trash.
all i had was to study.
whatever. back then i had other problems too.
why cant there be a time when it's peaceful peaceful and i've nothing to think abt, all i need to pass time fruitfully and doing things that truly satisfy me.
how i wish i wasn't even born in this world.
it wouldnt make a difference wouldnt it.
it wouldnt. totally wouldnt.


3:21 AM


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