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:: juz taking a moment to remember ::

Thursday, January 31, 2008 12:06 PM

back to square one






the way i feel now; that this is it??? after so long apart, second chances seem disappointingly smaller, they are almost going to be non-existent soon. i better wake up. but i feel like i am stuck again, feeling the same way as i did then, just imagining if my sundays are going to be that way at the office again, just gives me shudders down my spine. i really hope not. but does it mean that i have to change my tactic from now on, was i really just sweeping things under the carpet? but facing it head on, is not just my choice. i dont think i even have an option now.




getting drunk and beating the sense out of me sounds like a good idea now.




some drinks that are seriously weird. who drinks kimchi? and mum's milk.. and salad water??? (is it just the water used to rinse the salad?)

Signing off,
no more ink.

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