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Saturday, April 26, 2003

 
Wednesday 23 April 2003



sCoRcHeD~



hee, actually today want to go work but decided not to... went out with sean and jasc instead... to town. watched the movie "scorched" at cineleisure... hmmm, a stupid show... don't waste money if you want to go watch... wahaha... actually will go out coz want to borrow the book "Realm Of Shadows" from silly crab. then he also want to take the book "Angels & Demons"... so meet up lor... at first he say he go cafe to pass me the book... but then in the end i never go work, so ya la...



after movie went buy silly crab's soap container... managed to find it at taka's watsons... didn't realise it's soooo difficult to find one soap container in orchard... haha. then went popular buy jasc's black pen and notebook. then we went scotts foodcourt eat. eh, i'm the one eating la... haha. then went far east buy jasc's denim jacket... they accompany me walk to cine then they go take train home... silly crab must go home eat dinner... hmmm, if i'm him also will like that... last day at home must go home early... hee~ =)



oh ya! we saw michelle chia in town! erm, jasc spot her la, i was smsing... then so heng, let him see her on his 'last' day... haha... happy for him ba, since he like her so much...



oh ya, went to lips cafe meet inez, wanz and jingz. jm came later... but he left a while after dinner... he looks quite funny in his uniform... maybe not used to seeing him like that ba... we chat until around 9.30pm before we decided to leave... and continue online when we reach home! ha, actually tmr we meeting for ktv session and dinner with lao die... but tmr singing mar, so today talk lo! hee~ oh man, i've used my voice so much today... hope i won't lose it tmr! =>



shit! i just received a msg from that collegue again... saying he's not giving up... ask me give him chance... hmmm... argh... ooooooo.... pui! bleahz... wahahah...



anyway, silly crab going army tmr... he should be sleeping by now.. since he's going to wake up like 3am to watch soccer? haa... wish him the best... by the time he pass out we should be starting uni soon... hmmm, guess i'll miss him alot... haiz... i'm missing kel aka silly boi too... those times we all went out havoc... stay out late late... go someone's house stay over... sun-tanning sessions at sentosa... all those complaints about our bosses or the schools after work...



it's always like that... when you're getting to know someone better, you realise there's not enough time left... wateva... i know i should be satisfied la, at least i get to know them, not as if we're not going to keep in contact... but then... i duno... maybe i'm selfish?



haa... somehow i have this feeling that it's probably not going to be the same anymore... as in in the future... hmmm.. or rather it's hard to maintain ba... they're really nan de lorz... hard to find friends of opposite sex whom you can be so so comfortable with... it's hard to describe this kind of 'gan jue'... they are like our 'jie meis', we're like their 'brothers'... even if we just sit around doing nothing, i dun feel sianz... i mean, aiya, duno how to say la... shit... i'm actually crying... no! not again... that time silly boi's enlistment also like that... shit shit shit shit shit.. argh... =(



i dunno about them... maybe they dun feel as strongly? but i do treasure their friendship alot alot... though we only like get to know one another start of this year... i can't say anything lar, but i do hope we can stay this way... noithing more, nothing less... that's the best you know... hmmm... looking forward to our next crazy and fun outing? till then...



anyway, if you people happen to leave msg for me on previous entries, i do reply them sometimes... can go back to those entries to see ya...



"wE dO nOt uNdErStAnD jOy uNtIL wE hAvE fELt sOrRoW, fAiTh uNtiL wE tEstEd pEaCe, uNtiL wE aRe fAcEd wItH cOnFLicTs, tRusT, uNtiL wE aRe bEtRayeD, LoVe uNtiL iT iS lOsT, hOpE uNtiL wE aRe fAcEd wItH dOuBtS..."


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