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Sunday, August 21, 2005

i guess, everything happens for a reason.

and nothing is easy. even nothing is hard.

i ate a lot today. when i was just telling myself yesterday that i shouldn't eat so much today. lemme see. i ate:
hor fun, gummies, mushroom cheese chicken, soup, garlic bread, french fries, hot fudge sundae, chocolate frappuccino, ya kun kaya toast, tea, eggs, nuggets, hokkien mee, lady's fingers, chicken, fish and rice.

oh my god. am i a pig or a pig.

i'm shocked that crumpled skirt actually recognised lee yumei. hoho. and lee yumei is so proud of it now. i think that's because crumpled skirt is her favourite. she thinks its zai to meet crumpled skirt and miss siew at swensens when she has her xcrountry trophy in front of her. and thanks lee yumei. i relieve your stress. and tell you about super pissed songs and songs about fat asses. and i do not want kukumalu pencilcases. neither do i want doraemon wallets. (though i think doraemon is seriously cute.)

and i realized that i like being alone, actually. cos no matter how much i love or hate myself, i will never feel awkward with myself. and when i'm alone, i can think of a lot more stuff about myself, about people around me, about the world. and it's rather nice. as in, you don't have to hang out with your friends all the time.

anyway, you know there's a quote which is about how you may be just one person to the world, but you may mean the world to someone.

i think that sort of sucks.

because if anything bad happens to the person, or if anything bad happens to both of you,

it'll feel like your whole world is crashing down on you.

heaven on earth
9:36 pm