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Hi my name is so and so, sometimes when i'm bored, i draw people in my head. I listen to music a lot but the best times are usually when i'm on the bus. I don't think many people know about me because I keep a low profile. On days when i'm upset, i paint my toe nails and red is my favourite color. I have white feet, they remind me of porcelain. My eyes resemble almonds and my lids look like define lines imprinted in clay. I wish I were somebody else, maybe superman perhaps, my red cape in the wind, ever so free. My blog is a collection of my perspectives, thoughts and emotions. I write when I write, what I write. Your critcism is not welcomed.
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time: 10:02 PM
date: Monday, November 21, 2005
just finished packing for malayasia. hope there wont be too much crowd at the check point. sigh. im not in the mood for trip. just want to sit at home. even though, that would be boring. i would rather do that, then go and see the same sights ive seen before. also with relatives i havent talked to in a long time and im supposed to pretend like i remember them when i dont. and then they will reincarnate a memory and expect me to remember that too. /: and im also supposed to pretend that i think whatever they say is funny and fake laugh and fake being nice also. rather be at home. yj just reached home from thailand. (: well im happy shes back in singapore. (: okay. better go and see if i have my passport. /: left it some where in this house. ttyl.