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Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Chocolate......
it's 7.30 am.....
as i promised myself last night to get up 'early' today to get my work done....
so here i am confronting my newly bought notebook again after my morning prayers...
the seemingly ouh-so-fine technology is not much of help with all the heavily burdened programmes that has been installed previously....once again i feel like throwing this integrated-piece-parts out the window of this condo down the 8th floor below!....

things have been running swiftly these days, before i realize, workloads is piling up...first assignment i have not yet started..comes another task...which leads me to another day of headache... i literally feel like and object in a video clip, where i'm standing straight, and things around me are fast-forwarding with pretty colours..and reflection of lights *blink blink*....

i read my housemates blog last night....one uploaded a song by muse.."unintended".. melancholy melodically and lyrically conveyed ..i'm not sure if that's how her emotions are running these days....for someone who has recently found her new love....;p...

another one throwing word tantrums and some expression of anger cum dissapointment ...so touched by her distorted emotions.....and that no one could actually notice it going on under their nose....or maybe she's just like me...so good at making themselves unreadable and non-transparent...but have patience my dear friend...if you can still fake your smile...it means you are still on it...striving hard to survive emotional rapport and getting stronger along the way....good things will come...

my ex-bf miss called me on my cellphone....hasn't changed a bit from where i last left him...or he left me?...almost 2 years ago...still depending on his few cents of credit to leave a remark on my phone so that i would call him back...i have no cents left in my credit...i promised myself not to reload until next week...not wanting to entertain any unwanted calls/sms ...guess i have made the right decision...maybe i would return his call/sms if i have some credits left?.....maybe that applies before...right now i'm just too busy to bother....funny that i dreamt about him the night before...

friends are getting married...or married....my best friend in primary school is going to tie the knot next weekend...with her long time lover....i remember in primary school...standard 5...i was among the first to know that she had a crush on the guy(her husband to be)...and they got together in secondary school(form 2).....and this is how they ended up...:)..bless you....wish you happiness in your longer journey...can't imagine her having only one love in her life ...and that one love happens to be her soulmate....i know others who had 9 relationships...and still searching....however it is...i'm happy for you diana....

ouh here i am again...blogging while i'm complaining(in the blog) that i have piles of work to do......i'm beginning to believe that i'm a master of procrastination....i think i'm more productive when doing things at the very last minute hehe....

till then
posted by RaNdoMHEarTsOfArMylla @ 9/07/2005 07:36:00 AM 

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