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Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Something is going so wrong for me,
nothing is right though...
i felt stranded in the island that surronds by the sea.
awww.
nevermind, hopefully i'll get better.
not much in the mood to talk, don't even wanna mention anything in the meeting today.
i kept my mouth tight all the way, till eugene pop a question saying usq this and that.
these few days, i'll be talking lesser.
i don't know whats the reason either, i just don't feel like talking.
no more grumble, no more tears, no more stress.
talk to mummy just now regarding some issues (:
i hugged mummy real tight, sigh sigh.
hopefully things will get better, and im sure it will.
i wants to be happy like how i used to. (:
oh yah, my wishlist seems to be missing from the navigations corner.
i'll keep it update once i know what i really wants and need.
a new wallet perhaps and a new phone.
my nokia 6500 classics might die anytime ._.
i'm tired, darn tired. below photo is conversation of me and my baobei fen.
miss her ok? (:

at 15:45