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Saturday, August 23, 2008
♥; The Title for this shall be: "I Let My Feelings Get The Better Of Me"
I know i've been away from blogging for awhile. I've been away from MSN too. I've been in a total full-on stress mode since pre-exams. I've already finished 2 of my papers this past week. Now i'm waiting for the LAST paper. When is my last paper? U sure u wanna know? Well, okay then. My birthday. (What????) Yes, u heard it right. On my birthday. 29 August. This coming Friday. But the good thing is, the Marketing Research paper is from 9am-11.10am. Honestly,i don't know (yet) when im celebrating with my family or when im gg out with them. haha.

But what i know is, i'm celebrating with my ER-gang( 4 dudettes & a dude. It's supposed to be 4 dudetes & 2 dudes.) on Saturday 30th August at ECP. :) :) :) Let the GAMES begin. Wait wait wait. It's not only for my bday alone, but Ash's (15th) & Nora's (26th) as well. Waddya know, Aug babies. i LOVE u people (incl. Afra!).

Okay sidetracking for awhile. Congrats to my fav, Selisha, for being America's Next Top Model 9! :)

Next up in my mind is: Friday 12 Sept. Our ex-SM class reunion gathering @ Downtown East Costa Sands Resort. Woohoo. I miss all my former classmates. I miss all my friends. [Remember to bring any form of equipment that can serve as a cam-whoring purpose. :P Duh laaa. Bwk phone, jgn tak bwk plak! Or digicam.]

Let me move on to just now/yday/okay let me put it as Friday 22 Aug then. :)
Me, Kevin, Gwen & Rachel decided to meet again to go to NIGHT SAFARI (cos there's a promo of $11/ticket in which Kev got from NDP tingy.) However, plans were changed due to the rrrrraaaaainnnnnn! :( So, we ended up going to town. What else? Town-ing. It was a sad & pathetic day for me cos i was wearing a white skirt & my slippers. Guess what happen? Puddles of water here & there. Aku jalan mcm nak naik tangge nk g Raya oiiii. Angkat skirt kat tepi. Whatthehell. And hence, like i EXPECTED, took one glance at the back of my skirt and there were small flecks of water splashed lightly on it. Oh wells. Not that obvious. But i was still feeling urghhhh. All this due to the rain. Went to Ngee Ann City, Taka, then Heeren & Cineleisure. I actually bought my sis a Milk Chocolate PencilCase! Haha. I just find it so damn cute plus it's $1.50. At Mini Toons. They sell Dark Chocolate too. Too bad there's no White Chocolate.

I still can't believe that my birthday is coming very soon. Haiz. :( But someone is not here. Why am i sighing? Because i'm human. I feel like crying. . . . . . . Is crying considered a sign of weakness? In my point of view, I don't think so. Tyra Banks even mentioned something like.. crying helps u to discover yourself; at least those tears are real, rather than a person who guards himself/herself all the time, not wanting to show or reveal their actual emotion. It is okay. Crying is okay. It's okay to cry. It is already 1.37am and i'm up staring at the screen, waiting for someone who already fell asleep. No proper convo was held. No proper convo was held. No proper convo was held. It is okay. I can't possibly be mad all the time. It doesn't seem fair. I have to understand. But why am i feeling mad and sad and disappointed all at once?

I realise that feelings take over me easily. However, i tend to build a fence around me among people. I don't know why. I think. I am quiet. I tend to be quiet. It's part of my personality. When i'm quiet, it doesn't mean that i'm not paying attention to whatever others are saying. I listen. And i KNOW i think alot. as in... really really really ALOT. Hence the quietness get the better of me. Damn.

And it's not like i don't like to talk. Puh-lease. I only open up to people who im close to. :) Jgn marah hah. If you're lucky, you'd catch me babbling non-stop about something or other to Nora/Ash/Afra/<3 etc etc.

Hey wait a minute. Just blogging all this. All these are thoughts in my MIND, in which i turn them into words, and placing them here. So in a way, i'm talking, yes? Actually, i'm talking in my mind as i'm typing this. So hell yeah it counts. haha.

I think i'm talking crap. Am i starting to talk nonsense?? I'm in brainfreeze mode.

i miss u!!! i miss u!!! i miss u!!!!! u know????? u know?????? oh u know? good.

Okay done. Ah tidolah, tido!!

1:55 AM




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