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    layout: detonatedlove♥
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    Saturday, March 22, 2008
    9:41 PM

    Today's no good.
    Neither was yesterday.
    Spend the days watching Good Luck Chuck and Basic Instinct 2.
    Lots of boobs and sex.
    Obviously R-rated; not that I'm complaining.
    I think all of us need it once in awhile.
    F.Y.I, Basic Instinct 2 sucks.
    Turned it off half way through.
    Am watching Brokeback Mountain.
    And trying to build up the courage to watch Final Destination 2 & 3 alone.
    And when I get really really bored, I turn to books.
    What is not helping at all is that no one is online right this moment.
    Friday and Saturday nights without plans sucks big time.

    The entire week was filled with mixed feelings.
    The week started with movie marathon.
    It was a blast; too much food and too much laughter.
    Not that I'm complaining either.
    I enjoy such moments.
    Results day was disappointing.
    At times I believe I aim too high, only to disappoint myself when it is not achieved.
    But I'm moving on.
    Like Posh said, God is testing me.
    For that I believe so.
    Arab Street meet-up was tiring but fulfilling.
    It always is with those 2 bitches; with their craziness and all.
    But they both know I still love them.
    Ended up at Clarke Quay, figuring out exactly what to do the following Friday.

    My fingers get itchy, like really really itchy.
    Was about to send it off, then slapped myself and put it back down.
    My mind goes crazy.
    If only I had stronger will-power.
    I made it through the last time didn't I?
    This couple of weeks should be a breeze shouldn't it?
    But why am I feeling worse than the last?
    I think I need to start answering new questions.

    Despite all that has happened, I miss all of you.
    I miss the moments we had.
    And right this moment, I'm only left with memories to hold on to.

    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.

    footprints



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    ALTHEA
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    ANNICE
    CHRISTINA
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