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Tuesday, July 17, 2007

another day out till afternoon.
thought what a good way to end my 19th year old.
i was so wrong, all the calls, complaints and all only decides to come in at 4+ when i'm going to get off from the workplace for my driving.

well, i did handled them.
i tried to. and one of which still gives me the kick now.
the talkative, thought-he-knows-it-all Sinagpore worker got the hell from me.
he tried complaining things to me, at the same time requesting me to get sth done asap.
does he know who he is??!

bloody hell...
he got ticked off, at the same time, my colleague told me.
"you're his superior. he cannot request u to do anything. u may ask him to shut up, or get out if u want"
ok, but i didnt.
there's still no need for that.

had a quick break before going to the driving centre.
the stimulator was alright.
arcade kind, but not as fun as i thought it'll be.

each step i took comes with planning, comes with decision.
human makes mistake at times, tends to overlook things.
but still, what's done has been done. it's still a step to what i want.
it's just that not the right step, half a step maybe or 2 steps instead of 1.
learn from it and move off.
stop thinking, xstitchx.
there's no time for u to stand there and think now.

learn to love yourself before u love others.
learn to love yourself before u try and make others love you.
you are who you are.
you dont have to act, neither should one pretend.

i'm thinking, tmr will be my 20th.
maybe these 3 days are my days.
they're special.
today's my 19th, tmr's my turning 20th, and thurs i'm confirmed 20th.
72 hrs.
i'm left with slightly more than 50hrs now.

Blogged @ 9:01 PM
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