Another night of self pity.
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I am the starshine of the night.

I am in the flowers that bloom,

I am in a quiet room.

I am in the birds that sing,

I am in each lovely thing.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,

I am not there. I do not die.

I am me.

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    Wednesday, March 28, 2007, 11:11 AM

    Grateful.

    For the people who loves me.
    I guess my life has been considered smooth-sailing and I am grateful.

    So many little things that form a part of me over the years.

    A boss who doubles as a friend. 4 yrs isn't considered long or short but things I've learnt, priceless. She taught me things I have never learnt nor heard. She is the lady that mothers had warned you not to mixed with. She is a piece that I will never be but craved to be.

    Felicia

    A colleague who doubles as a elder brother I never had. Though we do not call or write, he still has a part of him in me. He may not be the best boyfriend around but definitely a fantastic brother. I wish you well, my brother.

    Adrian

    Knowing her is a blessing. Like a mother hen who shield their chicks from fiends. An elder sister who stands up for me whenever I am bullied (not tat i get bully lar, just a description). Nothing can describe how she is to me. I wish her well in whatever she is doing or intend to do.

    Von

    The new friend, a total different type of book I assumed she was. The sensible side of her is too intriguing for a junior reader like myself yet you just want to probe into the story. Like a young boy probing into his father's secret porn set. How her mind works amazed me, how silly she pretends amused me. She is grey-ness, if you get from I mean.

    Rachel

    4 yrs. I will be moving on to another pastures. Kudos! A pasture that is greener. Somewhere that I will not get hurt and scarred for life.




    Monday, March 19, 2007, 4:37 PM

    We live in a pack of lies, where people do things to be in favour or to impress. Truth or lies that we ourselves can't distinguished anymore. Do we really have to trust no one except self? I don't even trust myself anymore. Is it really good? Or my friends are patronising me?

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    Movies and throwing of popcorns are fun but they ain't many who do such silly deeds with anymore. I am looking forward to my little deed tml.

    God bless my sis who is doing her mini operation today. May she be able to stand straight and run without feeling the piercing pain. Let her live strong with her passion of running intact.




    Tuesday, March 13, 2007, 9:47 AM

    I saw her. The friend that ditched me when I needed her the most, then.
    That betrayal scarred me pretty badly, guess nip/ tuck can't do anything about it.

    I saw her, I bet she did too. The friendship we had, we shared, all turned into ashes.
    All the hurt resurfaced, suddenly amplified. That dark pain inside me got lighted up.
    OUCH!

    Looking at her reminds me of my stupidity in the past. Stupidity of a young spirited. Who said friends are forever?! All the kiddish phrases like forever friends are bull shit. Get real people!
    Those are phrases to be written in autograph books when you were younger than your hands can count.

    Heard she is working in DBS. She looks good. Her life seems not bad too.

    I hated the fact she is doing good, looking good and having a life. I want her to suffer for that dark patch she etched in my life.

    If God can see, Give Her the Retribution.
    I guess I can't forgive and forget like what I used to think I will.




    Monday, March 12, 2007, 10:30 PM

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    Pls note that hairul is a silly goose. he spent 11.90 for that gold mask of his.
    As for farhan, he cheapo. Only 4.50 for his plaster looking one.




    Friday, March 09, 2007, 5:18 PM

    The prom was a blast. Muslim food wasn't that bad, in fact, was better.

    Thanks sze's dad for giving me a ride, thanks sze for allowing me to make a mess at her place + shop with me, thanks peggy for the necklace + looking high and low for the clutch, thanks bernice for doing my french manicure for me + shop with me

    All that led to the success of the whole prom.
    I wasn't the most stupefied person there but am the most happiest.
    All my girls were there and we had great fun.

    Pics are all not with me. Till then.

    Everyone was well dressed, the food were sumptuous (mayb i was really hungry), the dance is lame but all of us did it.

    All the TMD the preparation suddenly seems worth it.

    Forget about the pain on the feet. Forget about the fats oozing out. Forget about that aggie that irritates the hell out of me. Forget about everything.

    Overall, I enjoyed myself.




    Tuesday, March 06, 2007, 8:32 AM

    Preparing for a prom is the world most biggest stress.
    I have to wear a dress. I do not owe one.
    I got to wear super high heels. I am afraid I will fall.
    I do not have clutches. I do not have time to do my hair.





    Hell, I hate prom.

    Looking at the reflection, a over-weight bulky girl with ugly complexion stared back at me.
    Her face is bloating and had two prominent scars across the cheek.
    She is at her worst.

    Darn it!




    Friday, March 02, 2007, 10:31 AM

    Yesterday was great.
    I love cheap thrills.
    The free flow of booze, endless laughs and great companions.

    Spent only $6.80 on cab to Vivo and that it!

    Alot of hiccups during the whole rendevous.
    Be it the constant bickering of rach n baby, rach being the super late comer (as usual, haha) and peggy getting drunk.

    I realised I have no tolerance towards drunkard.
    My bro were talking about our experiences with friends being drunk and apparently, both of us HATE them to the core.

    I tot i was lucky enough to save myself from them but ... I guess I am not as lucky.
    PEGGY, I am going to blacklist you from being my drinking kaki!

    To what extent will I react if I face a drunkard?
    I holler! Slap! Pour water!

    As quoted from rach's baby, I am super mean.
    Daniel hold my hand and said I am rude.

    Whatever it is, i hold my grounds on the fact that if one reach their limit, pls stop.
    everyone, pls drink responsibly.