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15 Mar 2009
TO my motion fatique: farewell

Quiet Nights And Quiet Stars - Olivia



The perfect song for a headache. I find it tiresome to blog nowadays. Nothing much happened. Nothing exciting. Pathetic? Well I don't find it so right now. I feel like laying back and watching the time pass by. Well not all the time, just for now. Life is kind of going a bit too fast. I wanna soak in every moment. Not sure what that means. Taking a step back and observing your surrounding can be kind of fun. Ever tried smiling or even saying hello to a random stranger? Their reaction might surprise you.

Went to the IT fair the other day. The place was pack with people. Rude uncivilised people. Especially those old aunties. They keep on pushing even there isn't any space to move. OMFG feel like elbowing their face but it would be dangerous as their whole clan was around. Stuff wasn't cheap as I expected but my mum bought a TV anyway.

I realized there are places I haven't been to in Singapore. New shopping malls, attractions and I haven't really explore Geylang. Kidding. I'm worried about stuff that is happening. Does she know? Sigh, no.

Getting hitch is the 'in thing' nowadays. Haha. Shit I don't want to be the only one left. Any geeky girls out there??

To end off this nonsense, here is a pic of me and my new love
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