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Friday, July 14, 2006
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happy birthday korkor. you're 23. and i texted you. and i realised your phone's stolen by a bastard. anyway, happy 23rd. (:

today was sucha weird day. miec lecture was kinda alrt. paid attention and all, but was sorta emoing with kinggie. he's a good listener i say. it was terrible how i felt during lecture. it was such an attention grabber that i myself cant fight this feeling. please tell me it's not infatuations. puiyin please tell me it's not. well, it was lesson time and i cannot let this happen so i jst paid my fullest attention to lecturer.

headed for lunch and to the library after that. at emoest again in the library. wild thoughts that brought tears to my eyes. hidden from all who cared. yup. hidden. had our tutorial and my mind was screwed. couldnt concentrate so i had t borrow a lappy. viewed through wegg's pictures and realise that i think he has a more colourful story to tell, somehow i jst feel that way. well, if he doesnt want t tell, it's definitely fine. i knw and we knw that we have a bunch of great friends arnd us who are worth living for.

after tutorial headed for a dialogue session with one of the ba lecturer. he was a funny guy. had a fun time chatting with him over drinks. he told us many interesting stories about the SIA cabin crew. he made air steward-ing sounds so fun and interesting. oh well. had dinner with bel py wegg after that. then headed t halo bar. no heineken, had carlsberg. sang emo songs. like really emo songs. sang our hearts out from 8plus to 11. pool-ed and chatted. emo-ed and drank. i feel i should be thankful that i have such great friends arnd me. that somehow i find that our daily emoing should be redundant and there's a better reason for us to smile. it's hard. but we should definitely try.

im scared, i really am.
im shaking and im scared.
im crying badly now.
im really scared. help me.


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