phuck. my heart aches. i drmt of someone. it felt so real, somewhat good. but it had to end. i've been dreaming. of the angels. y do you guys keep coming into my drms? hmmm mayb you guys are always on my tots. really, you are. and i felt like ive been running all my life in my dream. i feel damn lethargic. heh

i read a book, by marian keyes. the other side of the story.
a quote out of the book

"why can't we love the right people? What is so wrong with us that we rush into situations to which we are manifestly unsuited, which will hurt us and others? Why are we given emotions which we cannot control and which move in exact contradiction to what we really want? We are walking conflicts, internal battles on legs and if human beings were cars, we would return them for being faulty. Why do we have such a finite capacity for pleasure but an infinite one for pain?"

why? can anyone answer them? i doubt so. its just some rhetorical questions.

as much as i tried, it still goes back to you.

anyhoo, yest was good. yeah i came late but hey i did come rite? haha
vic n candy just had to leave, so went shopping with ro. haha my pleasure. it feels grt to see someone shop. *evil grin*
and ro damn suaku eh. haha totally. and i drmt abt your card holder. haha dunno y.

i've gt somethin on ltr and i totally don't have black skirt. and im sitting here taking my own sweet time. o well. i like to take my own sweet time.

i wonder how it feels like. to fake your death and run away. for that, you get a new life. no one knows you and you can start all over. its impossible to do that in singapore ar.

erh. i gt nth much to say. its ONLY sat. yah. right.