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Friday, July 28, 2006 i love this snack did i tell you? so you know what to do when im sad ya? and kelvin and josia are so lucky to have met fiona right!? Monday, July 24, 2006 say what about being there for me? say what about helping me get outta this? fuck that up man. what? taking shifts to handle this piece of shit me is it? im not your burden. im not your chance for a good deed. yes if only i was less needy. yea if only i was less demanding. haven't i told you before? i also wish to someone im not! what the fuck. you think i like so much about myself? you think i was born to be a pain in people's asses? you can keep denying that you dont think of me this way. ever wondered why you fight? that is coz i've become unbearable? fuck it ok? like to have fun, go ahead! i dont want a control of your life at all... fucked up. im tired. i cant juggle A's and you. final. you dont want to help then nvm. dont want to be so affected by your actions. i rather not talk about my feelings and just do well. at the end of the day, the cert wont show whether you were happy completing your A's not. just the results. just the fucking results we need. fucked out Sunday, July 23, 2006 we had netball farewell yesterday. it was all lovely and sweet. we had steamboat for dinner.. the ingredients were great and endless. i sat at the tom yam table, with b, mandy, sandy, jas and kah. however, b, jas, kah and i had to squeeze into a 3 seater bench. kah is two persons btw. mandy, as usual, burns her lips with gulps of chilli sauce, ballooning her lips. and turning them darkest red. sandy, always complaining that she's too full with her hands stuffing more food into her mouth. b b, always not eating much. just laughing with us always. jas, always joining me in making fun of others' size. hee. kah, always eating. esp the carbo. this is all for my table. the rest are too far. i love you juniors. thanks for the gift the food, and the cleaning up. i love the fondue the best. vicky. you have got the nicest house! these are the 9 photos they gave to us. one each. ![]() oh ya, forgot to put this up! so nice that night! Saturday, July 22, 2006 goodness! get started xian! only 22 more days. crap. spent the whole night yesterday sleeping after getting stuck in tutorial 41's first qn! like "WHAT?!". been going crazy about lit. not that im studying too hard or something. thursday, 4 periods of lit. first 2 periods was very stressing. doing E1 essay outline. then didnt feel good coz no one had the time to help me out and fine just keep trying. 10 mins before lesson ended, she said we're handing up an essay by the end of forth period. crap. went to search for people. didnt seem to bothered. nvm dont say anything. talked to gf about it. but not into details. thnanks gf. went back to class without feeling much better, so grit teeth, finish it. then turned out bad. went home feeling like sai and still had take the time to file up GP. disorganized like crazy. ok fine then i blew up in distress. thanks kel. thanks gerry. they'll know what i mean. why do i still have the time to write if i have only 22 days left? coz i dont feel happy. and i think it affected many others. im making things too difficult for them. but im making it worse myself. the rage in me. argh. i cant get it out |
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