perhaps i should explain.


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date: Tuesday, August 25, 2009
time:10:12 PM
seriously,
firefox has problems with everything!
from blogger to facebook.
and twitterific doesnt work for me now bah.

finally i'm done with school,
i could be bothered about essay submission this coming wednesday.
but you know what, i really cant be now.
relishing this goodness of time,
the flexibility of being able to sleep more than three hours feels good.
damn good in fact.

a whole week of goodness planned ahead,
mainly filled up with work, cos work keeps me up and happy.
pockets of free time waiting to be filled up and outings tomrrow and friday to look forward to.
never again will i lament of the free time i have,
cos i now know how special and important it is.

when i received the text at work today,
my heart sank knowing more rubbish would had to come.
but you know what?
i promptly deleted the message and pushed it to the back of my mind.
at this point, i cant fill this bottle anymore.

now, i can only pray for tomorrow.
please let everything go well and everything i have hoped for?
well, my horoscope says that it'll be good so let's keep it that way.
and i'll ignore the telltale signs to move away from you.


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