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yours truly.
mich.
20 dec 1986
some normal girl.

wishing for.

psp slim red.
new laptop.
WII
creative zen 16GB.
more overseas trips.
sony cybershot T200 red.
nintendo DS lite red.

the buds.

alvin foong.
chel.
dione.
fel.
gabby.
hidayat.
jasmin.
jojo.
joanne.
jolynn.
jo lye.
kooch.
lar-leng.
lisa.
meiqing.
mich ong.
pauline.
rachel.
qixiang.
sooeng.
sweehai.
syl.
weirdy zhiyong.
wenli.
xinyi.

pour out your woes.


some other links.
my friendster.
multiply photos.
photobucket.
xia xue.

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Tuesday, September 16, 2008

many things have changed,
time do change people,
i can't agree more.

but do i really like the "me" i'm changing to now?
i wonder.

i don't have a life now,
just working my ass off every single day.
i haven't watch a single movie in weeks,
and all the shows i wanna watch are all coming off the screen.

speak up how i really feel?
i am feeling so TIRED and DRAINED from all this waiting,
and the endless tears whenever something just have to happen at the wrong time.

i see the photos on her friendster, i'm unhappy.
i see her taking over everything i used to have, i'm unhappy.
i see her coming down even when she's not working, i'm unhappy.
i see her things, i'm unhappy.
when i have to work with her and yet have to be impartial, i'm unhappy.
when i have to cry alone under a block, i'm unhappy.
when i'm sick and you're not there to spare a word of comfort, i'm unhappy.
when i know you brought her to the wedding, i'm unhappy.
when i can't feel the same concern & love i used to felt, i'm unhappy.
there's so many things i'm unhappy about and this is the only place i get to shout,
yet whatever written here gets out fast enough to the point i feel i don't have any privacy left.
and i hate the fact that i've to pretend to be magnamious and act like nothing happens whenever i hear her name,
when i'm actually feeling like shit.
fark.

fine, i'm a bitch and a vixen for throwing myself at him lar.
i can't be bothered by what people will think anymore,
i'm fed up plus sick and tired.

i really really need to find myself back before it's too late.

-Signed Off @ 11:58 PM