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Monday, August 06, 2007

we all know ourselves. there are certain things that we are better off without but we just want to have them. there is a certain past somewhere, no matter how and what that we should forgo, yet we are so hungry for that tainted knowledge, we try to shut it out but we always keep coming back to retrieving them. are we always so overbearing by nature? when will we ever learn?

totto-chan's my current read. i admire her innocence. of being able to cry over the smallest things and wipe up those tears the next moment, looking forward to the next surprise, dealing with loss with a heavy heart but regaining that strength quickly. we all wish we had withheld some of that innocence as we grew up. but the world is such a dangerous place. we must be older than we are. my older means my wiser. what is your older?

woke up to a dimly lit room and my heart soared for abit. thought it'd be another dreary day with some rain and thunder but i was wrong. the sun begun to creep up from the horizons across and dashed all my hopes of a thunderstorm how sad.

this year seems like the shortest year before but now as i look back, it seems like a pretty long year indeed. we're in the beginning of august and i can't wait for october to come. i'm going on a holiday and i wish i never have to come home.

i get bored easily, i need to find yet another new novelty to keep afresh and keep the exciting raring. i miss sentosa so much. i miss lying in the sand and having the sun in my eyes. i miss the sound of the sea and the wind whipping up a storm and still i sit under the lifeguard's high chair, keeping most of my hair dry but wishing i could just walk around in the rain, but i'm afraid that the lightning will get me.

i think i want a little doggie. a little prince/princess to call my own. i have 4 cats, 2 guinea pigs and 1 hamster already. how?

i still want a doggie. get me one on my birthday then my mum can't object to it yay. okay?

i miss you and i've been missing you lately. i wish you didn't have to work so hard. wait for me, i'll make things easier. just wait for me okay? i miss you.

it seemed like forever, but monday has just only started.

blue blue blue.
-cheryl
8:53 AM





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