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Thursday, May 29, 2008


5th June 2008, Thursday
2.48 P.m.




Dad said my eyes were swollen as I tried my best to do as many layouts as possible yesterday. Couldn't take it and stopped past two a.m. because I couldn't take it already.

As I was saying, I rummaged through two particular drawers last week. Because I had to start packing soon since I'd be _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ after next week.

Inside - one long box of cards and letters, and one some kind of wooden-carved box which contains mini letters/notes and miscellaneous tiny stuff and zillions of neoprints and some photographs.
Read most of the letters/notes all over again like I'd usually do sometimes. Looked through all the neoprints. Many flashbacks. Got reminded of this whoever or that whoever was once so close to me.
Obviously I miss them but some ppl are not meant to walk through your life with you. So in that sense, it's a blessing in disguise.

Some ppl should know I'm one whose inbox is forever full. And receiving one message would equal to painstakingly finding one to delete.
Due to my act of pique, I threw my phone there while working last December. And that was how that horrid Mother took flight with her child, with my phone in her hand.

No news, after having lodged a police report. Idiot la, I want my phone back!
I wasn't bothered that the phone was depreciating nor that the colour of it was fading and scratched.
I WANT my messages back. I want my pictures back. I want my Samsung phone back la!
Stupid Sony Ericsson phone. Lag the whole day, suddenly black out on its own. Have to remove and place the battery back again. Like once in every how long.
Yeah la, I admit. It did suffer several concussions. (Frequently a day)

Habit of 'sweeping' area near the pillow of the bed. The phone would always be beneath my pillow.
Yeah la, always forget. Sweep, then fly la. Spinning as it flies across the floor la. BUT STILL, IT'S A HORRIBLE PHONE. BLACKING OUT JUST TWO DAYS AFTER I BOUGHT IT OKAY!

Have no idea why I'm typing this entry. Probably because I recalled a lot after reading my [TillItWithers] Blog. Don't feel like hiding this. It's just another blog which I myself don't enjoy posting in. So, a clever guess for what genre the blog is in.

I just had the urge to post. Maybe because it's my only diary. Well, not exactly. Since eyes are on this blog.
Always withholding some private issues. Don't really like it.

Guess I'll spend half an hour breezing through my past three drafts. Doubt there would be sufficient time anyway!




I don't like that kind of feeling.
I really don't like it.



4:04 PM
i dream of you.