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Friday, July 13, 2007
life is just crap.

Never Again - KATTUN

NAPFA 2.4km run is CRAB, no, i mean C-R-A-P.
LOL.
i think i was like an old lady running.
first, i had headache.
then, i felt discomfort around throat area. breathe one time pain one time.
then slowly, usual backaches came.
then, stitches.
i am a total unfit kid. boohoohoo.
i never expect myself to pass.
complete six rounds can praise myself loh, at least i never request to stop despite i wasnt feeling that well.
dont expect more from me!
wahaha.
I HAVE LEG MUSCLE ACHES NOW!!! AHHHHH!!!

I feel sleepy.
i read the horoscope part of i-weekly just now and it suggested me to reject all weekend programmes and stay at home to relax. so i shall listen to it, shall not go for 2nd class outing tml. haha. no lah, joking. i'm rather broke now luh. shall leave the money for HARRY POTTER movie!

"Baby I like you like that"
dunno why, find that this sentence from Se7en's song leave a very strong impression on me.

I feel that my speech ability is getting worser and worser.
i find it so hard to find things to talk about with people, especially not so close ones.
even close ones maybe.
uh, i have bad interacting skills bah.
sometimes, i rather be a loner than to face someone whom i have nothing to talk about.
i hate that moment of speechlessness and silence.
i hate it when i force myself to find something to talk about cause the topics are short-lived, and i might not even get a good response cause i might be just talking crap and of things irrelavant to people.
i hate interacting with new people.
i hate talking on the phone, cause i cant think fast, and i always dunno how to response.
i hate it when i dunno what to response, i give a smile, people really think i am happily smiling, when the fact is my face could be that bitter but i chose not to show it out.
failure. awww.

at times, it's real suffer talking to that person.
what's the problem? my prob? her prob? who cares.

this sector of my life does bring about so much thoughts.
so many i dun wanna list them out.

alright, i hate emo-ish stuffs.
stop stop stop.
byebye.




love is, 10:31 PM.

TINGG.
MOVED to her new home. (:
goodbye.
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