Another night of self pity.
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    Sunday, March 29, 2009, 2:01 PM

    This is so so so unlikely to happen. Sze once sent me a horoscope thingy that I so loved. Is a detailed description of all horoscopes, in different gender. Is my main guide to judge a man. Yah, I only care about the men part. Pointless to look into the depth of a woman if they are not even close to begin with. Men, on the contrary, could be your soul mate or your partner in life. Being sexist here, I admit.

    Back to the point, I used that for every guy that had a connection with me. This time round, the fucking email can't open on the capricorn part. Jesus Christ! Is as if the email is damaged. How can that be?! Fucking impossible to happen.

    Now, I have to fiddle and decipher the cryptic on my own. So lost, is as if a constructor lost his blue print, an artist lost his creative brush or a gardener lost his green hands.

    This better be worth it man!