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Tuesday, July 24, 2007

English.
Words.
i really do appreciate them now..
really i do.
For the last few days..
conversation was cut down to nil..
at first,
it was soo much like a lost mouse.
every nook and corner you approach seems to be a dead end.
and the worst is not yet reveiled.
nobody would offer an explanation.
just a plain:
I couldnt talk to you now.
so discouraging, one could say.
But Tan Shi Yong,
what the draft are you thinking,
you deserve it man. complete ass!
okok..
of course, i wouldnt give up till i know the reason..
really tried all means and ways.
gosh! praying that they will work..
i was told to be understanding,
to take it in my stride..
but then!
i couldn't just leave the problem there.
and ignore it,
just to prove my understanding..
of course! i would be sick with worrying..
bam! if you could just know..
2 days has passed..
and i've kinda adapted to it..

that's all~

♥ When you think of happiness, I hope you think of me.
7/24/2007 02:40:00 PM

♥ I AM* ;

SY!:)
Gemini girl.Alone.
Impossible ambition: Travel Writer
Worships books
Adores good food and eyecandies.
Loves multicoloured toenails.
Wander Lust!
Do embrace the language

♥ In my World+

    Taiwan Dramas. Eyecandies. Mocha. Green Tea. Sunshine. Assumptions. Routines. Happy Endings.
    Whims and Whispers.

♥ KAMSA

♥ Past