| 23.5.04 |
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been singing repeatedly the lines from the song in the previous post...
whenever i find myself alone... or with my sis where the next human was probably at least 50 metres away... love having her cringe at my horrid singing... just be glad i dont subject you guys to it... by joining idol... even if it means only the first round... but the song does bring back memories actually... not the song in particular... but stuff i once wrote for someone... on hindsight i think it's damn lame la... c'mon... give me some credit... i was only 15... and i'm a born science student... yes... i love literature and the artsy fartsy stuff... but was never any good at it... wasnt meant to be mushy... but i wrote a card for ben w... think on the lines of "phone without its SIM card", "PC without its motherboard"... i think he started puking upon reading it... totally unromantic... but oh well... it wasnt supposed to have that effect either... went for sinful food at the library with my sis... seafood spag... wedges... two hazelnut blends... brownie with ice cream... man! borrowed The Spire by William Golding... author of Lord of the Flies... looks like another cheem cheem book... but oh well... will try to understand anyway... retail therapy... but only a couple of earrings.. and a pencil case for my sis... am a sucker for earrings these days... accessories actually... can feel a metamorphosis creeping in... and i fear... oh well... but at least people ard me have been complimenting my buys these days... esp my 1 metre long necklace... but i seriously need stuff for uni... saw this OP tortoise tee today... prb was... they din have the size i wanted... considering its the KIDS range... i needed the biggest one... oh well... just have to make do without the super cute tee... keke... i think its really time for me to watch wat i eat... and start exercising more... the spare tyres have been increasing in thickness so fast... i darent look anymore... doesnt help that the huge swivel chair at my workstation is so comfy... i start slouching or slumping on it... just like a huge burlap sack... *wraps cloth with inspiration chinese word ard head* *puts on menacing look* ----Stef stopped rambling at 22:47 --Link to Post |
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