Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Open house was not a blast............ at all......... even though publicity was all over the country and $$ spent on freebies, the attendence was a dismay and the wet weather contributed to the overall mood which reflected the adjectives--> Failure to launch......
The only good thing was the free 1 GB thumbdrive that me, wanning and eileen took great pains to secure. *Wanning, please remind me not to ever be so cheap-S ever again. ;) An embarassing situation forever lodged in our minds we had to run away from the booth to avoid being caught.
Negative-negative-negative-negative-negative-negative these vibes are indescribable and in
comprehensive even for myself that i don't want to bother rendering each individual aspect of loathing emotion deep within the core of it's being. Filthy,degenerated and disgust screams from the bottom of my heart.
I've gotten ill, the
pesty flu bug has finally caught up with me, and i thought i could outrun it....then we realise you can't run away from many things in life. Make blunders, wrong decisions, say and do the wrong things and we can only turn around, pat ourselves on the back and lick our own bleeding wounds. Pathetic. Sad sorrowful tale of human life.
Baby kind enough to adhere to my cravings of Crystal Jade porridge on
monday. Thank you. Being thoughtful means
alot to me:) He carried my big
balloon all the way from school to my house. Thanks again:) you made me laugh so much in the train with the
balloon got into
EVERYBODY'S way. Thank you. Told me how much my open house attire looked as though i belong to part of the funeral parlor. Thank You~your gestures makes up for everything. Give me more................

Sliced Fish Congee for the sick and wounded.
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Lopsided perspectives are great for hiding real reflections
I woke up with the rest of the remaining flu and a bount of cough i picked up in close contact from a random stranger. Insomnia has knocked on my wee hours for the past week and i find myself living at night and sneaking out to underage parties, gravelling with promiscuous kids and hitting off the wrong note with horny bastards. We all have needs. Moving on.
We should all have neat habits of brushing our teeth. Brush away the previous day's happenings, wash it off with anti-bacterian, spit the loot and start the day refresh. Life's all good again.
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