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Thursday, January 03, 2008

what would you feel when you're sitting quietly at a corner waiting for somebody and then right in front of you, a pretty girl appears laughing at something and that something appears to be you and then you realise that pretty girl is your ex bf's gf and your ex bf is beside her, seemingly entwined in her purposely so that you see?

well, i felt disgust. cos that was one of the greatest mistakes in my life. getting together with a wimp who can't even break up with me properly and who doesn't act like a man cos he has no mind of his own. urks!

made a few mistakes with the people i choose in my life and i feel disgusted with myself. oh well.

tonight's the start of ivp and i don't really feel that excitement yet. guess i've been anticipating it so long that when it comes, it doesn't feel like much.

2008 has gotten on to a really muffled kind of start. like every joy of emotion has been mellowed down and it doesn't feel that much different.

yesterday i dreamt that i couldn't decide which chocs to buy for you. i was in japan and i only had sg dollars. it was like a whole chocolate empire and i was already strapped for cash. and i kept looking, deciding this and that. and i finally bought you one and i kept wondering if you'd like it. weird dream.

dreams have been weird these few nights.
-cheryl
11:34 AM





Cheryl

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