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never saw it coming.
i should have started running.
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
won't be heading to have the normal format of my entry. don't ask why. i suddenly am dawned upon that certain and well ... most of the things in life are predestined. - though i do not believe in god. this somehow still applies to me. not tha ti do not believe in a higher being. i very much do. just not convinced that god is THE one. yup yup.anyways, these few days have been ... pretty interesting. was supposed to head down to thumper on tuesday. but it got cancelled. then ... monday, slacked at home the entire day. puzzle fighter training. ha ha. and i had to read my angels and demons. then came tuesday. went to work. headed down town with yu hong. then ... met NINA !!! ha ha. yu hong and i had retail therapy. it makes us happy. and he brought me to have ramen for dinner. nice i got to say. then ... met nina after dinner. hung around. with nothing much to do. i love conversations with her. don't ask why. she makes my mind tingle and THINK. in a more ... inverted manner. =)) wednesday ... aka TODAY. i WENT TO SENTOSA. with the crew. 5 of us. happy like hell. talking was such a joy. got a tann. went till around 3 plus 4. then headed to harbour front. ate pizza and occupied starbucks. LOL. headed off with yu hong to kim seng plaza to supposedly play pool. but we ended up having another round of retail therapy. heh. at WHsmith. i got a tee and he got a shirt. nice one man. then off ta pool and home.i have been thinking. it is not that i cannot wait. it is how long can i wait. not that i am desperate for anyone. i don't exactly need that kinda company. my friends are good. but it would be better to have someone else. in that particular sense would definately be much better. so i don't know. why does everyone search for that perfect someone. is there really such a necessity. that everyone lives and dies for it.is it that necessary. is it. why does everyone want to find that particular someone. is it genetically ONLY-RIGHT. to go find such a thing. or is it just natural mammal behavior ??? if you can dowithout the person before she or he came into your life. why not now. kaye\. - maybe i have given up.how long can i wait.not that i can't. its how long.
memories locked at Wednesday, March 08, 2006
all about me;
kaaye\. 19years.
22nd november 1987.
overgrown kid.
taken.
my sanity's long gone.
likes\.
hanging out with my friends ; ALOT.
nice tasting alcohol in general ; erdinger ; mojito ; moet or blessed vc.
trance ; house ; rock ; alternative ; punk ; metal ; bossa nova / jazz.
new gadgets.
baking ; cupcakes and all.
shiny stuff.
the sun , the sand , the water = THE BEACH !!!
slacking like there is no such thing as time.
dislikes\.
the people i hate are all irritating !!!
horrid people ; with appalling characters.
people with horrid manners.
insects and such.
bad weather.
headaches ; ankle sprains.
BAD COFFEE !!!
greens.
wish list\.
that calculator casio watch.
that pair of rock and republic pants.
that perfect messenger bag.
that new PDA !!!
that new laptop.
that pair of adidas shoe-wees.
that pair of tiger shoe-wees.
that new jacket.
that nike haversack.
that new tops from pull and bear.
that new pair of jeans.
that flesh imp top.
that head porter bag.
that pair of lacoste shoe-wees.
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