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Thursday, August 03, 2006

Time, finally, spared and abled me some rapport re-building with my blog. First of all, sorry blog. For the neglect over these past few days mounting to near a week or so. I simply can't think of anything to post, to update you on.

A person I wish to deeply and sincerely apologise is , Regina. Sorry girl, for casting you aside from my curriculum. I need to draw some time for my studies. I know it's hard on you having a bf who doesnt goes out with you as and when you want. But you do know no matter how long we don't meet up, a call from you still confirm my love for you. Money, time isn't just in the right situation for me to meet you to orchard or elsewhere for a shopping spree or date. Sorry. Sorry for sashaying to just clicking on the browser to check for your dress. I know I made you missed the last bidding date. Sorry.

Hell lots and way enough from the mushy shits. Get down to business. This is the second time I'm in such dilema, or a torturing situation in this month. NOTHING seems right. And even when it's right, there will be something to deem it wrong. Sigh. Approaches made in any ways are just wrong to the corresponding circumstances. I'm just ignorant of the reason why. Maybe I'm thinking too much, or maybe it's just too much for me. I'm not too sure.



I need some peace. Some time where I just get everything I need just to adjust my mood for love, studies and friends. I need the amount of a sufficient cash whereby I can use to get me to somewhere farway emotional away from 800+ which reminds me of nothing but hectic and unforeseen and well-planned future ahead. Importantly, I need Regina's consent and support in everything I'm going to accomplish. Next, I need a friend who is free and trusthworthy. Ivan , Jinx and ET. Anyone ?

I need a life, a life with pens and bagful of blank drawing papers so I can pict the house I want to live in . And the coffin I wan to die in....



Since you left me dead laid here ;
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