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Wednesday, July 30, 2008 // 3:57 AM

it's just me now.



i feel super uneasy right now.
some unknown anger is rising up in me.
oh man. i feel like beating up somebody.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

too many thoughts running through my mind.
i don't know how i should handle it.
sigh.

then i thought, maybe keeping things to myself wouldn't help.
then again, talking things out wouldn't help either!
): how contradicting, i know.
i'm about to burst with all these emotions.

by the way, jiawen is coming out real soon.
i'll have a good talk with him,
haha. though mostly will be crap.

anyway, i realize the word kiasu should be used on cheena ppl.
damn them.
i think they feel real high just squeezing ppl.
wtf. s'pore gvt should ban or control the no. of cheena coming into our dear hometown.

i need to stock up my flu medicine. i think i need their help again tonight.





Here without you- 3 doors down



A hundred days have made me older,
since the last time that I saw your pretty face.
A thousand lies have made me colder,
and I don't think I can look at this the same.
But all the miles that separate,
disappear now when I'm dreaming of your face.

I'm here without you baby, but you're still on my lonely mind.
I think about you baby, and I dream about you all the time.
I'm here without you baby, but you're still with me in my dreams.
And tonight it's only you and me.

The miles just keep rollin',
as the people leave their way to say hello.
I've heard this life is overrated,
but I hope that it gets better as we go.

Everything I know, and anywhere I go
It gets hard but it wont take away my love.
And when the last one falls, when it's all said and done
It gets hard but it wont take away my love.

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