Dang It
Sunday, April 06, 2008/4:15 PM
I cannot stand stomach cramps. But to save my dignity, I will not elaborate so much because I won't be able to update my blog without crumbling on the floor because of my pain. Ouch. Everytime there is a spacebar or a space between paragraphs, you would know the amount of instances I underwent crumbling.

Ouch.

I love the weekends honestly. There is nothing like waking up anytime you want. Who wouldn't want that? But if we do a very systematic calculation, every weekend we undergo means one week spent or even lost. Every four weeks spent, means one month spent or lost. Every four months spent, means one term spent or lost. THings are going so fast that we wouldn't know if we had our O'levels tomorrow.

I spent today at a wedding. Fun weddings are. Makes you think if you might just get married. Better not go there. Okay.

I don't know what to bloody update anymore. Okay.

I better go

self-proclamation.
My life is not a fascination worth the scrutiny of those who watch over me. Yet, I live amongst thin air and sparkling personalities. I am an avid fan of the KoreanPop scene. So bring me to the number thirteen.

read my lips.

they're watching.

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