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Saturday, September 03, 2005
memories,they dont go away.


it was one of those days that you feel like putting in a bottle,so you can keep it for the rest of your life and nobody can ever take it away from you. till death do us apart.

life's good so far,and im loving it. (the mac's way!)
but am getting lotsa sheet in school,i will never learn from mistake lah,fcuk myself.
then again,which normal human will learn from mistake,tell me. whatever.
on a lighter note,full attendance for this week. am good! :D
two more weeks and it's study break,bear with it baby.full attendance,yesyes!

wake up wake up,it's a saturday night.
i love thursdays and saturdays. (:
because,they're my beeeooouty sleep days.
cuddle up in bed,roll around,enjoy the aircon and catchup with sleep.
I need more days like these where the time flies on wings of golden dust and disppears into the mist of night time.

sometimes,you cant stop but think about the past.you cant help but think about all the things that had happened. the things that make you smile till they hardly see your eyes,the things that drive you go crazy,people who create footsteps,people who walk in your life,make a mess and walk off,people who stay by you,and what nots.

memories,they just wont go away.
they are evidence of life.





Sometimes not everything empty needs to be loaded. Leave the guns on the bedside table. Not every conversation needs to be shot down. Not every friend is a suspect. Not every lover has betrayed.

if only am invisible,if only i can read your mind,if only i can be fcuking evil,if only i could turn back time.if only,yes,if only.

well,if only dont exist.

its fiveOfiveAM,and am wide awake,the result of long sleeps in the afternoon. shooot me!
breakfast time lah,i want hotcakes!

ohohoh!
project superstar was a disappointment.
haha,i didnt watch it,but my classmates filled me in with details.
eights days slammed weilian with tonnes of insults,newsapapers filled with all sorts of headlines.
sympathy votes? then again,is singaporean that generous? 64% compared to kelly's 30something votes. hmmm.. think before we speak. it might be kelong votes, but in order to win the audiences' hearts ,you cant be nothing,right? imagine,he cant sing and he's blind,i reckon anyone would call to votes! it's not toll free line leh. (in that ah lian slang!) haha!

i wanna watch red eye and herbie.

oh,jesscia alba's damn hot.
watched sin city,dont quite like it!
but she's hotHOThot.

you told me,it will last forever.





5:06 AM
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