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Saturday, October 07, 2006

Hazy day .....

well, that was the bloody haze in the fuckin afternoon. i tot i will never encounter it here in this fresh air society, but that bloody haze just have to fucking make an appearance. idiot. i am a fucking pampered gal of the wonderful fresh air in perth, yet the fucking haze have to visit me. damn idiot.

i dun mind it coming to visit, if i am at work, or stuck at home. it just chose the fuckin rite time to visit me, when i hav to fucking get out of the hse and do my stuffs. a sniff of the air, is the familiarity of the haze, bloody imprinted in my mind ever since i noe it.

fuckin wind better blow the opposin direction man, now is not the time for all of us to fall sick, bloody assignment is gonna kill us, dun tink we wan it with bloody haze.

stable down with my work, now i picked up drivin again. this time round, fuckin better get it before this yr end. i hav to change to learn automatic, fuck the clutch man. i wan my fuckin car for xmas. simple wish now. damn fuck.

not in a very good mood, so many tings in the mind, cant be rushed, yet i am an impatient person. cant wait to fucking settle all of them. i just wanna get all this shit out of the way, and be happy again. is that too much to ask for?

i dun need answers as i noe it is not the time, i dun need reasons as i was told of it. i need directions, when i just felt that i losing sight of the path. simple. my brain is tinkin too much again, time to time, i have to practice self control. way before everytin spun out of control. of few that i trust, of none i hav told, i learn the hard way, to handle all this myself. not givin chance of any fucking slight mistake, this is too impt to me. i am holding a zero-tolerance of mistake in this. everyting is in the mind... u are what ur mind is. control ur mind, control urself.


Considered for a second about our love at {10/07/2006 06:27:00 PM}
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