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Tuesday, June 10, 2008
@ 12:17:00 AM

kris nat
dont say sorry
i know it means no harm at all.
i say it cos i dont want to hide so much
its already suffocating me.
i dont want you two to feeel bad okay?
i love you two lah(:


today work damn hectic.
and i was highly pissed
cos of some bloody thing


its so ironic.
cos in the end, it still goes back to where i first started.
haha why am i not surprised.
i dont know what the hell i am talking about.

my mind whirling around.

and i am sick.

oh did i mentioned?
i hurt my legs in chalet
cos of my bloody sandals.
damn nugget.
here got hole, there got hole
damn pain lah. difficulty in walking, looked like i am crippled.

my poor toe got rolled over by a pram in vivo
it bled!:((
my poor toe nail came off:(((((

caught a flu and sore throat during the chalet:((((
head hurt like hell the whole day today:((((((((((
all the moodiness
swam over me.

i hate to feel this way.
i should voice out, i should flare up
i should be strong
i should know this, know that.
know everything.
i should do this do that
do everything
i should just smile it away
or laugh it away
or fake it away
or pretend it away,
but i cant.
my limits are like there.
not very visible
but still there.

like what i told claud
i dont want to be lovable
or patient or understanding
i just want to feeel human,
and strangely, i dont feel human at all.
what does a human feel like?

about
you think you know me.


XINYI (:
xnn, with a small amount of weirdness,
a big amount of clumsiness, always so blur,
a great loving for sleep, a major loving for shopping, chocolate, fishballs and strawberries
the always blind as a bat, deaf as idontknowwhat,
speak without thinking, do without thinking,
forever dumb and short, never uses her claws
but then again, it still makes her happy. (:
create &inspire.