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    layout: detonatedlove♥
    pictures: ohhspontaneityy
    stocks: _excentric_
    Wednesday, October 31, 2007
    12:54 PM

    I don't feel guilty anymore.
    Ok.
    Maybe still a little.
    But I'm enjoying it.
    I'll enjoy while I can.
    Live young.
    I agree.
    Let's just hope I'm not taking things too far.

    A medical check-up at work got me a bruise.
    A bruise that hurts.
    Bloody blood test.
    I don't like.

    A guy doesn't lean in that close unless he's trying to woo you.
    What a cute scene I saw in the train.

    I want to buy The O.C Season 4.
    I want to go on a holiday to Bintan again. (despite the many time I've been there)
    I miss wearing my papillio's everyday.
    I miss using the calculator.
    I want to go for a spa.
    I want to have a meal at Sanur.
    I miss reading magazines.
    I miss Saturdays with my sister.

    Despite all this randomness, I miss you.

    Friday, October 19, 2007
    11:04 PM

    There are things I never share.
    Even to the ones I love.
    Even to the closest ones.
    Even to the one I want to share it with.
    At the end of the day, I sit in silence and cry myself to sleep.

    The facade I put up, I know will only last that long.
    Sooner or later, it'll tear me inside out.

    Things will get better.
    I hope so.
    You told me to believe.
    I want to believe.
    And I shall believe.
    For that night, I smiled myself to sleep thinking of words you said.

    Shopping does wonders.
    I heal a little faster.
    I feel a litte better.

    On a different note, I want a new watch.
    Can my next pay be invested on a watch?

    I can't find pictures of the other 2 brands I might consider.
    So just enjoy those of Kenneth Cole for now.






    HOTT Watches.
    I love.

    Let's just hope at least one of them is sold here.

    I'll be good. I'll take care. I'll be strong. I promise.


    Monday, October 15, 2007
    11:00 PM

    I promise.
    This time I'm really recovering.
    Slowly but recovering.
    I've been religiously (unlike before) eating my medicine.
    This is to put the minds of my loved ones and those who care to ease.
    And of course to get myself up and running again.

    Much words seem to be cluttering in my head.
    I just don't know how to lay it down for you.

    Trying to make you feel happy.
    An unspoken promise between friends.

    Thursday, October 04, 2007
    5:58 PM

    Go watch The Nanny Diaries.
    GO! GO! GO!

    The learning point of every movie watched and every book read.
    Life becomes a little more clear.
    Life becomes a little more meaningful.
    And you start to see things in a new light.

    When words you say keeps me going strong.

    Fizah

    I do things my way.
    So don't stop me.

    Don't be afraid to make a wrong move.
    Because life has a funny way of making all things wrong seem right.

    Memories don't do us much good.
    It becomes of a burden as we age.

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