Thursday, September 29, 2005
10.00pm sharp.

guess what. it's the downhill period. my heart weighs 10, 000 kg. you people know what kind of shitty feeling that is.

it's a had-it day for me. seriously. or should i say the 'i-want-it' day. whatever it is, it's a super depressing day for me. yea, applause u evil souls.

tried retail therapy but it didnt seems to work much, perhaps for the mini wennie split- second? tried running it out with hongster, the blood rush panting didnt work much neither. tried chilling out with the clique for dinner, but the on-the-way-home slience almost got me killed. tried to close my eyes and rest, my brain is functioning darn well. tried calling ling for a long chat n talk bou` the foolish things i did, well it got off my mind for 1 hr 34 minutes and 25 seconds.

the omen flicker set off. well, meaning i can come up with the conclusion. it's forgotten. jing hui, u want go fly kite with me. please.....

'hello' die-ed on me. f`ck. i cant upload photos for now. soooo. yeah, pardon me sweethearts.

as seasoned, just in case of kite-flying incidents. i hav back-up plans, also known as supp plans.
  1. go find ling and whine till the end of time
  2. chill out with 0406
  3. hav` dinner with 4e1`gang
  4. stay at home and sleep
  5. club with wei yong

that's called once bitten, twice shy.

*10.15pm, mr. him come online* im not going to talk to him as planned.

heavy hearted, aching shoulders, f`cked up mood. spare me man. my brain is losing control. i'm goin to hav saggy cheeks soon.

till my cheeks regain its chuppy........



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Sharnon
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