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Tuesday, August 14, 2007

just showered.
I love water, and how I wish I could just let the hot water hit me from all over, drowning in my own sweet sour bitter angry thoughts. Sure, it's cool being around friends having a helluv fun, but sometimes, I just wanna be away. Sometimes I wanna be someone else. I'm a dreamer, even though that may not seem the case.

Anyway, well, haven't been blogging in awhile! But this post's gonna be long and it'll compensate for my lack of updates! And my blog's not pictures galore so either be prepared to read or just leave. I love my blog anyway because I love to write and I love the way I write. This is me, in the flesh. Or in black and white.

The "indian peeps" (quote gordon) are fun They are an amazing bunch of people, and I just love how passionate they are about music. As a whole, I really had fun during the past few days. Shopping, singing, talking and yadda yadda (as dom puts it). But sometimes it kinda gets frustrataing. why? well you guys should know that according to them, there is no such thing as courtesy among friends. Friends don't say thank you, and don't apologise. That's the bit that I really really cannot stand. I don't like it when they speak to me or others with a kinda rude tone. Nope. But I guess we all win some, lose some.

I failed my trigo retest again, but I'm not really that bothered this time. Because I know that I can do it, as long as I get in abit more practice and put more thought into my work 'cos my concepts are fine. (: I refuse to be bogged down by school work.
I'm gonna take control, and not let SCHOOLWORK take control. (:

kuakuakua.
and for the past week, I had a breakout. You know those stuff that looks like mozzie bites but are much bigger, and when you scratch they multiply, and sometimes it appears, sometimes it subsides? That's the one I was down with, but I've seen the doctor. Something about allergies, and being more sensitive to rashes and bacteria after being sick. oh well. it's ok now, just a little itchy(:

and you know the TUMOUR thing that i was ranting about? Turns out it's a lymph node. (Jos says its part of a plant? HELLO? bio student leh, don't anyhow say! I become a plant harh? ) It measures 2.5cm in diameter and if on friday it doesnt become smaller or disappear, dundundundun...have to be reffered to specialist. so amazing how prone to injury i am. Believe it or not, I cut my lip last week after knocking into the toilet door when my sis called out my name. TURN, BAMMMMM! OUCH ): but aiya recovered(:

Tommorrow is xinyu's birthday, and I'm gonna wish her happy birthday here! HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAREST PEPPER! Even though we only knew each other this year, there is so much to talk about with her, and so much funfunfun all the time :D I hope she's happy, and sure we may snap at each other at times, but it's great being friends.

Oh yeah did I mention something that the guys came up with in lit class today?
"Guys stick in, but they don't stick around."
For those innocent minds, LOOK AGAIN CAREFULLY. stick IN. got it?
thought so (:

Ok, going off for dinner.
wait I am not done.


It is so astonishing how sometimes two people see things completely differently. But it's okay. So what? I'm not going to let you and us and everything upset me. I don't want it to take over me and tie me down. I've enough. Being sad is one thing, being able to bouce back is another.

alright I'm done. gosh i'm turning cryptic. roar.
friends, I love you all to bits. (sometimes I have these moments. all touchy-feely and emotional. bah. )

off to dinner for real.
after I've linked others.

bear foot;
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