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Friday, October 24, 2008

super pissed off with my bloody fu**ing colleague.
and this time, i'm pretty sure a few of the others heard us quarrel.
seriously, i think he's either sick or i'm too sensitive.
which happen that so many of the ppl feels the same that he's just like tt.

bloody hell...
argh.... i dont give a bloody damn abt my image now.
if i just let him talk, it almost as good as being bullied and not asking for help.
asshole

Blogged @ 9:08 PM
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Tuesday, October 21, 2008

alright, i'm bored.
just finished washing/hanging the clothes.
settled the dinner, washing the wadever...
cleaning/changing out my lovely flowers from the pots...
and wait, i'm not bored.

i'm tired.
plain tired.
argh

Blogged @ 8:38 PM
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Saturday, October 11, 2008

here it goes again..

his name is love...

sometimes, he appears and sometimes, he doesnt.
he amazed me on so many occassions, big and small.
but he kept me crying and fearing at times too.

I've no idea of his power, the way he came, the way he makes your heart melts.
the way he goes into my mind and blew everything off, focusing on him.
I might not be love's partner because i couldnt give in my time commitment.
i want my time to be spent the way i feel comfortable..
whenever we're not on the same wavelength, we might argue..and eventually somehow, i feel in my opinion, i relented.. but i didnt get the wavelength back and i broke down.
so many times that i've lost count.

love is beautiful, everyone assume...
but to be with love, sacrifices always have to be made.
promises have to be kept.
stay focussed but pretend u have never heard those slicing words and actions to stop oneself from crying..

pretence's name is mask

He's coming back for me.
each day i wake up and each night into my sleep.
Mask is always with me, silently.
he told me not to be fearful of love as i always have him, mask around.

into the deep ocean, i wish.

Blogged @ 10:50 AM
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Saturday, October 04, 2008

I'm freaking sun burnt now...
painful shoulder, must have been my clothes and the skin friction..
and my face is like peeling skin now...all bcoz i've forgotten to bring my sun block lotion...

wild wild wet and all...nice one
but aw...my skin still hurts now. haha.
i'm super tanned now...

Blogged @ 3:07 PM
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