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Thursday, May 22, 2008 at 11:42 PM
a prick in the heart; that imperfection.

sometimes, i have this feeling that im gonna bring this along forever in my life.
never can i ditch it aside, nor am i able to move on without this.
it's like i can never move on at all.

life's never perfect.

and this will be one of my many imperfections in my life.

it stung every now and then.
like a prick in the heart.

but i know im gonna get used to it.
or have i already got used to this thorn in my heart?

...

imissuyetagain.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008 at 9:30 PM
sick sick sickkk.




am sick for the past few days.
skipped work on sunday - slept 18hours a day.
keke. im such a sleepyhead *



gastric problem.
always the bad gastric giving me problems.
and when fever and flu dropped by to visit at the same time - ouch *


other than that, life's being pretty good!
...mayb just a little broke after paying my school fees and air tickets. boo!



bebe's good.
though needs to be more sensitive * bleah.

gangsta` love *



made a couple of good friends in my almost a year in OC * [=

old friends, come and gone.

ageing as time passes by each day.
grown up?
mature a little more as compared to yesterday?
awwww. that, im not sure.
hee.


im just the same old me * [=