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when love and hate collide

Tuesday, July 20, 2004

saugen Sie Scheiße
 
it is tuesday and i have no work to do... this is like one of he reare few occassions i can say that. be prepared to hear me scream as the days go by.. there will be assignments, procrastination, projects and more procrastination... sigh.
eh... now hups in hostel somemore... one less person... first it was sean to army.. then serene off to down under.. then now hups... sian. i feel more and more dejected as i pass each day. sure the smses comes in,"hey how are you? been long since we met! how's life? must meet for dinner one day ok!? take care!..." sure. do you really care? or even the closest pple i know can push me off when i need them by saying, oh eh, i can't make it le... yea wadever, bite the dust.
they only care when you get hit by a car or something. then they'd show up at the hospital door. call me pessimistic about the relationships with pple. but i don't trust pple all that easily. the more you know, the more complicated things get. so why bother. ah, but then there comes a time when all the people you hang out with disappear by circumstances.. not their fault.. yes, so at that point in time, like-minded pple like me will start raving in their blog. so there you have it.
genießen Sie.


.:pseudonym:. burned at 7:53 PM



[::..requisite..::]

"If there were other tiggers, we could all bounce the Whoop-de-Dooper, Loop-de-Looper, Alley- Ooper Bounce,"
said Tigger sadly.

twenty from sunny sg.
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[::..so speak..::]

[::..deSires..::]
train my physical
get diving license
get bio diploma
revamp my bike
donate blood
save money
JLPT 3
German
to be a linguist
waiting for tate
to sleep
forever?

[::..siTes..::]
:: tab archive
:: singtel sMs
:: starhub sms
:: NatGeo
:: crookedtooth
:: wholivesnearyou?
:: frogstar
:: Dave Mirra
:: games
:: games II
:: not for kids lol
:: mamastore
:: treats!

[::..archive..::]


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