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Wednesday, February 18, 2009, 6:49 PM
I've got nothing to do, hence I'm blogging now.It seems like today is the first Off day that feels like an Off day. I was woke up by someone, the person claims that she called me is to reply those 3 messages of mine LAST night. Was on the phone with her for prolly 1 hour on my bed. After that went to AMKhub to meet jiayi. It's like so long since I've met her. Then went to walk around. When she was withdrawing money, the lady before her left the $50 there. Was honest, and gave the money to the bank. But surprisingly, the bank didn't ask for our contact or anything. Probably they had $50 for tea-time. See, honesty is nothing. Being too honest, also no good.
Then at bus interchange, while walking to my bus queue, there's this guy who approached me and jiayi, he said hello. Then I go, "eh, my bus here alr! bye bye!" then i ran off. Oh my god, that's like so embarassing can. I didn't really get the picture of his face, but I know, he is quite good looking, jiayi said so too. It's some survey thing luhs. He said hi to jiayi also, but jiayi also just walk off. AWWWWWWWWW! oh my god!
Came home tried to bake. Still in process, waiting for the thing to cool. Wonder if it's successful, just hope it is.
Got this pic from Zedge.net, so emo right?!
But it seems so true for me. I doubt of any day you would accept my love. I know, you won't be able to handle the situation well, and neither would you want to hurt me in any way or the other. Because I know, you can't handle it well, and may end up hurting myself from there. I chose the path to keep silence. I rather be hurt with the agony I'm having now, rather then being hurt by a truth that ain't pleasant to my ears. How long had this been ongoing doesn't matter anymore, what matters now, is how the future will be like. But I doubt it'll be as positive as I wish it will be.