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Tuesday, May 22, 2007

i have a very bad case of procrastination and if someday i get killed, it'd probably be cos of this. i just can't get my ass down to doing serious work and when i finally do, it's time to sleep already and i succumb to it 9.5 out of 10 times. it's a wonder where i got my patience from in doing those tedious birthday gifts and writing endless thoughts and photoshopping photos that i like. you see, once it is deemed as "work", i'd suddenly lose all my patience and willpower.

ticked a few items off my to-do-list and yet the most pressing and important ones are those left unchecked. how can i ever change?

it's another one of those grumpy, irritated and frustrating days. takes just so little to spoil my moods. was it a miscommunication or was it my fault? maybe a little of both. i hate making mistakes in front of superiors. i hate it cos i feel guilty and i feel bad. that's the thing with me, i'm too good for my own good. arghs. can sip just FASTER END?

i just want to spend my life devoted to the things and people whom i love and not do anything else, can i? nah, that's stupid.

see i'm beginning to talk to myself again, scary shit.

maybe what i really need is a pet dog, a furry ball of yelping happiness to always cheer me up when i'm irritated by the world. i just know how much it can melt my heart and make me feel calmer at least. but i can't. i have 4 furry hairballs of mewing kitties that are too arrogant to make me feel better when i'm upset.

tmr will be my appointment with the sports doc and i do hope he'd say something really nice that will please me enough to go back to office, face my boss and control my emotions in front of her. oh, i can always look forward to ktv after work, so maybe it's just not so bad after all.

but then again, i still have my e-journals, logbook entries and the video to edit. STOP PROCRASTINATING CHERYL LEONG!

sometimes the superwoman in me gets kidnapped or rather it dies and i feel so small, young and helpless. superwoman needs help too, you know?

okay i'm being so nonsensical today, pardon me, i'll feel better when tmr's gone and over.

if i ain't got you,
baby i think i'd not be who i am today.
-cheryl
6:56 PM





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