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1:04 AM Wednesday, February 27, 2008
???
i feel like blogging.
But i don't know about what.
Can't sleep yet.
Guess i'm used to sleeping late these days.
Everyone's pretty asleep.
So it's really quiet here.
Thank god for the cats.
They're accompanying me.

Just finished watching priceless.
It's a nice movie.
Pretty hilarious!
Enjoyed it much.
Paris Jet`aime was nice too.
I love most of the short stories.

Really have nothing to do.
Wanna read book but sis is sleeping in my room.
Lights are off.

Tomorrow's wednesday.
My off day.
Have no plans now.
See how things go.

Right now.
Kinda feel lonely.
Wonder if anyone has ever fallen in love with silence.
Lol.
Okay, pardon me for the random thought.

And pardon me for rambling on.
For i just feel a little chatty today.
(Oh what has technology turned us into? Making us talk to blogs rather than people. Well maybe in my case it's pardonable cos it turns out there's no one to talk to at this point of time. Lol.)

I've always been much of a crybaby really.
Mum said i cried easily when i was young. Haha.
But sometimes, I feel that crying makes me feel a whole lot better.
So when i'm troubled, i'll just cry and then after that, i'll feel better.
Like i'm ready to solve the troubles.
Like my fears flow down along with my tears.
These days, i've been telling myself not to be such a crybaby.
To learn to face things without breaking down and crying.
Sometimes it's hard.
It's as if crying has become habitual to me.
And that's not good.
Cos honestly, i annoy myself with my tears really.
So the crying has to cease.
I'm a big girl now after all.
(And there goes the song Big Girls Don't Cry. Haha.)

Sometimes people don't know me.
And sometimes even i don't know myself.
Like at times i'd feel angered or upset.
And when i ask myself why do i feel this way, i just do not know why.
(Like honestly, it's not PMS. Hah.)
Maybe i'm not the only one who feels this way i guess.
I hate, hate, hate it when i feel this way.
For sometimes, it tends to affect people around me.
And i wouldn't want people around me to feel upset.
That's not nice.
I hope there's a remedy to this "syndrome".
Would a shrink be necessary?
Lol.










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