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I dunno wats happening to me right now. i dun feel the chinese new year mood and i certainly have far too much time to spare that i can actually be typing blog when everyone's busy visiting. to me this new year is cruel. it tells me direct in the face that next year at this period everything wld be so different. NS, the passing of college life, the separation from frens etc. especially the last part. not sure how this thot actually found me so early in january when we still have so much more to go thru. But i AM oredi feeling the inevitable passing of time and the sadness its gonna cause me soon. its like a time bomb wif the timer still at "11mths ++"

Absolutely unnecessary. And somehow i feel this new year is once again taking up 2 days of my precious time wif my frens!! i rather be in school, be wif all those ppl i love much more than those whom i offer "utterings of half-hearted new year well-wishes" (right on gal! couldnt be more true!). I feel bad that i i'm feeling bad. this is supposed to be a joyous occasion yea? and suddenly i feel like sitting on the breakwater in ECP and counting waves yet again. I missed those days!!~ thinking of doing something radical yet again. like going to ECP alone on the second day of CNY. or hiding in a book. or in a eating spree? or shopping spree? Hmm....unless i have a sudden liking for "muthu's roti prata" or taken up shopping at serangoon, i'd better drop the idea. Its a dead town out there.

Hahas....but something to wootz* about. last night, i got so high i actually told a particular gal "i love u" on the MSN. Twice at that. and she actually said we were like "brutus and portia". hahahas....was it supposed to hint me something? or wat? hahahas...i dun get it anyway. realised that the teddy is such a literature hot stuff who did pure lit! such pity where she landed herself now.

*WOOTZ or WOOTS--- N. The feeling of "shuangness". A term invented to define the feeling somewhere between exhilaration and ecstasy. First found it roots in the zenith of the gun-bounding era. later borrowed into daily speech by some lame ass shit hole who got nuttin better to do than woots all day round.


We can cure physical disease with medicine, but the only cure for loneliness, despair and hopelessness is love ---mother teresa