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Thursday, January 19, 2006 x 11:50:00 PM

Don’t you have those days when you just want to let yourself go and be a young kid again?

Those petty moments when you would go to someone and say, “Hey! I don’t want to friend you anymore.”Say it with pouty lips and arms akimbo.

And walking away feeling nothing.

Or go to the playground and play ‘Catching’, not worrying or knowing what the time is.

I would like those moments back.

I hate cockroaches. I really do…

And I know what I did the other day was really immature. But it turned out fine…

Had a long Starbucks chat with Kinky. The poor girl, she needed some time out. Starbucks Simei is the place, and Old Chang Kee was just next door.

Quotable Quotes:
"Maybe Amin all he needs is just to ask and looking at her, she would give it to him…”

Hehe. I love you. I truly do. This girl speaks of the truth to me, she always does.

She is my constant. Her undying strength to guide me through tormenting moments should be rewarded. If only I could create a gorgeous, un-‘mat’, understanding and caring boyfriend for her….

She deserves someone to love her… but don’t get her wrong… she is a strong lady… Though she deserves to be loved… she does not need anyone to do so…

Unlike some people….