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Thursday, December 14 / 10:49 PM

Every word i'm saying, its just assuming. Oh but i can assure you that i refuse to cry, no tears will fall from these eyes tonight.

Okay anyone and everyone, unless you can take stupid and sad stuff, dont read any further. Because i'm going to ruin your night or whatever time of the day it'll be. And from this sentence onwards i think i'm going to talk rubbish, what absurdity. I can't help it.

I am so cranky right now that your sweet words dont count. I am the most stubborn bonehead on earth, and i'm being very mad right now. And once again, the magic phrase -- I can't help it.

When the going gets tough, the tough eats chocolates. Which i can't possibly do right now because my fridge is like a desert. Once again, asinine. I KNOW. Dont bother. When i'm free, i'm too free. When i've got something on, something just have to clash with it. It's really senseless that my planner doesn't work because i can't be bothered to take it out of my pencilcase.

There's this lady at Orchard road, she sells tissuepaper and weird stuff, like tea bags and sort. She stands during the day and all through the night. And she charges a freaking 2 dollars for a packet of tissue. Alriiight, well she's a good businesswoman then. Perhaps she can't help it, perhaps she really needs the dosh.

Wow, when i'm feeling screwed up i sure do talk alot of crap. Amazing! Grumpiness or whatever it should be can cause so much gibberish to pop out. Oooo, i can't help it.

30 minutes of interval.

Cheryl called, i mean technically Darren called and Cheryl talked. Anyway i'm the first to wish Cheryl happy birthday and i think i dont feel so cranky anymore. Perhaps all i need is just someone to be wild to make me feel better, or maybe someone to talk to. Wait not really, probably just company. Yeah, should be.

Okay. I really want to stay over, it seems so fun. And you've got no comments. Anything but facing this computer. So i've got to thank Marisse for yesterday. 1040pm onwards yesterday was the best time i've had for awhile. I loved the chocolate crepe, the popiah and the dessert. Thanks and i love the walk home. Lets do it again, soon!

P.S this have got to be the longest time i took to write a post.
Most used phrase-- Can't help it.

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