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Saturday, July 25, 2009
"absolutely everybody "


life is a box of chocolates.
- a box of very very sweet and very very bitter chocolates.

mai-ia hee
mai-ia ho
mai-ia hu
mai-ia haha!

look in the mirror, and keep on shining..


i want pastamania's tiramisu. :(
or secret recipe's cheesecake. :(
or perhaps i just want a starbucks caramel frappe. D:


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everybody deserves a second chance.
and in some cases, they deserve third and fourth chances too.


i'm sorry that you were too late. i'm sorry that you didn't try hard enough. i'm sorry that you hate me now. i'm sorry that you're hurting now. i'm sorry that i raised your hopes high. i'm sorry that i crushed them later. i'm sorry that i didn't keep my promises. i'm sorry that you're not happy because i'm not yours.

to you, you, you and you.


somebody once told me that if you really love somebody, all you should want is for him/her to be happy. there's no point going on and on. there's no need to be a sore loser because he/she didn't choose you.

the truth hurts.

fuck it, even I have been hurt like this before.

so all you sissies should suck it up.

life goes on.

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should i work today?
my back and legs hurt. like, A LOT.
i can't even walk properly now. and i swear, it's a hilarious sight. i can't be standing for hours on end, serving customers for 6 hours straight, can i? sigh. alternatively, i really feel like going to the beach. like, i'm dying to smell the saltiness of the ocean breeze; dying to taste in in my mouth. such a familiar feeling it gives me..

..or maybe, i just want to go sheesha. x)


and all of a sudden i need a hug.
i want a new teddy bear. a big one, please?
no, not as big as myself or bigger.
just big enough for me to hug comfortably to sleep.

sigh.

stop being so decadent. stop.


bye lovelies.


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