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Wednesday, July 9, 2008 // 7:05 AM


good morning leh, dearies.

looking at the time, its impossible i woke up so early.
conclusion: i can't sleep.
i'm down with flu. ):
i wish someone would buy me sleeping pills & flu tablets.
cause i really got a hard time falling asleep.
some images and words keep running through my mind.
fcuk those unhappiness & lies.

tossed in bed for about 1hour plus. then took a look at my phone's msgs.
deleted over 1200msgs. hahs. my phone feels light now. (most msgs are from sent items. :x)

words are so easy to be said out.
why can't you stand by your words?
because of you, i find it so hard to trust anymore.
i've heard so much... too much, in fact.
as your friend, i should have trust in you.
but everything you're doing, i just can't find an explanation for you.
this won't be the same anymore.




so i saw a 'blogger' coming by to look at my blog.
& then making comments in her blog.
though meaning isn't that clear as ours.
oh no, definitely not some famous blogger like xiaxue, don't worry.
just a self-proclaimed blogger.

i just blog for the sake of remembering my life.
& i don't think you have the right to criticise
& a blog is where we write down all our happy moments, our unhappy moments, our angry moments, isn't it?
so kindly fcuk off if you don't like us mentioning your ugly moments.
thanks a hell lot.



anyway, met up with sok last night.
& was happily playing House of the Dead until val called.
tsktsk.
then went had dinner with baba, jonathon & co.
by the way, we were gossiping abt china pussy.
& nice baba drove us home again.

& when i have a sleepless night, i disturbed my sleeping lil cousin.
& she can't stand me. hahaha. think she looks like an angel when sleeping, but devil when she wakes up. =/
oh. i think i'm so gonna die later on.
accompanying sok to visit jiawen & i haven't slept a wink. ):
its raining cats & dogs now. i hope i'll fall asleep soon.

ps: baby just came over to my house & i played with him using my lappy's camera. LOL!
he looks so cute & funny. shall upload the photos tonight. & i look horrible in those pics. & its gg to be 8am! long post! & i'm turning in!



just a look,
& you know who's the true ones.
i'm praying you'll prove me wrong.

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