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Friday, September 28, 2007
give us a break. 2:09 PM
after sleepless days. atlast i got what i needed. but then i'm getting bored, i'm not used in doing "nothing" anymore, i wanted to do something. like shop perhaps? ow, and i'm still craving for coffee jelly.
i am uberly ambiguous. nah, i guess it's already a part of me. oh i'm so vague.
there are lots of ideas came rushing into my mind. i guess this "possibility of migrating to other country" makes me so anxious. i have to hold dear to every second that is happening to me. take a picture in my mind of what's been going on, may it be good or bad. and i have to settle and be in good terms with others, especially with friends.
i wanna read. read. read.and i'd be doing it by the time i finish this entry.
ciao for now guys. maybe sometime this day i'd write something more sensible than this. my brain isn't really working as of now. still regenerating the brain cells that i've lost for that RLE and computer thing. all i have to think of now is that statistic project, english speech and finals. aja. aja.
*wink
You are everything i wanted,
and more...