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:: juz taking a moment to remember ::

Saturday, December 25, 2004 9:21 AM

merry x'mas to all.

its xmas today.. but doesnt feel that way to me.. i always tot xmas eve was more exciting den xmas itself esp when gathering with a grp of frenz to count down to xmas.. then when xmas come, its just like 'oh, its xmas'... that kind.. last yr, i had a celeb with ocip ppl.. was one of the best xmas i had, or shd i say most fun n best, since i nv really had a good xmas in sec sch yrs.. u noe, tings happen.. like breakups n stuff, quarrels over that period, and working, etc.. so last yr was really fun with all the exchange of presents n playing sparkles and eating kfc.. tis yr too bad no1 organized a xmas party, well, even if they had, i wldnt be able to attend.. so tis xmas is back to bad for me.. without my frens, without him, down with chicken pox, i m literally stuck at home. the only time i stepped out of my hse was to go to the corridor to hang some laundry.. haha.. since tue.. n when my blanket fell to dwstairs yest, i had the chance to go down to my lift landing.. just for 2 mins or so..hmm, nice fresh air.. haha..

there was even a kid in d life who asked his mummy 'wher she got things on her face?'... damn, that time i wanted to say 'shut up boy u are so rude..' but i pretended to b nonchalent la.. haha.. aft all he's just a small boi. and the mother duno is act innocent or really innocent n replied 'those r pimples lor, mummy also got'.. well, then the lift got to my floor n i quickly walked out, embarrassed.. haha..

but act, staying home isnt tt bad aft all.. can watch tv on xmas.. wic i nv did b4.. cuz i always helped out my mum during holidays.. and can read some books n kindachi comics he lent me.. oh ya, n i rec a few smses fr frens wishing me merry xmas, strange but i realized hw much these small msgs meant to some1 like me stuck at home, and they were nt even fr frens that i m currently close to.. so i dec to send back some greetings too, in case any1 is feeling lonely like me.. there was some1 i dint expect he will sms me.. but he did.. that made me feel happy he must have treat me stil as fren. cuz i was coincidentally reading sth yest wherby he said 'hope to be best frens as ever' aft our breakup.. that was the best sentence in the whole document.. cuz i m happy n touched that he once did treat me as his best fren, even tho we mite nt be so now or ever be again.. i dun noe if he reads my blog, but i just wanna say thank u to him..if u noe who u are... u were my first best guy fren, n since then no guy is such a best fren to me.. mayb one day, we can b back to that status? i dunno.. just let nature run its course..

what a long post.. must be me n my ramblings again.. but at least i noe some of u will b reading rite.. hee.. thanks leemei for yest's call.. tho i feel u dun really underst hw i felt, but u were there to make me feel better.. i guess one can nv live without frens.. so hope every1 enjoys tis xmas remembering ur frens n loved ones!! cheersssss! :)

lotsa of love,
from chicken-pox-ridden-me..
(it thk its getting better!)

Signing out, pen is running out of ink.


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