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what a weird weird day
Saturday, February 12, 2005 @ 22:06
i think my computer gone bonkers again. since the day i started downloading mp3s illegally. if my dad finds out bout this, i'll be dead meat. ok how do i solve this problem. abg fizal cant possibly come over again, he just repaired this comp like 3 weeks ago!! aargh i hate my comp!!

actually i was tinking of changing my blog's skin.. but hell.. i have no mood, and i have no time. anw, there's sth about today tt really set me thinking for quite a while. tarian was cancelled, sc meeting cancelled.. i didnt go and watch 50 first dates. instead i became a lightbulb for dayah and ferris. isnt tt wonderful??!!

but nonetheless i had a great time, i especially enjoyed the part where we sat at starbucks and had a loooong talk abt everything, anything, everyone and anyone. and dayah, being the good friend that she was, treated me to a meal and also paid for my caramel frap. or perhaps, i was a good lightbulb for the day. haha. but wad kept pissing me off was my pants. it was a hipster and i felt so uncomfortable wearing it. and thus i kept pulling it, hoping it won't drop off. (yeah i know it wont, but ppl do get self-conscious u know..)

i havent done my assignments, and i wonder when the hell am i gonna finish up my literature essays. i'm actually feeling quite sad+pissed abt something and thus i have absolutely no mood to even lift a pen. hahar. and i foresee that im gonna be so busy this week. sc meetings.. rehearsals.. dance.. oh god. oooh god.
its no use hankering the impossible
Wednesday, February 02, 2005 @ 18:42
shan, i feel your every pain. but i also do think you deserve better. so forget him yah. he's not worthy of you anyway. seriously truly speaking.

i really can't wait for next week to come. we'll be having a sooper looong holiday. school's driving me up the wall. seriously i think i need a pretty long break from everything and everyone. sighs.

me


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where the street lights glow?"

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