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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
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Jean, 29091988I felt that night, on the stage, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. — Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close Exits
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Wednesday, September 10, 2008
good wednesday! Im blogging before sleep! =D work's nice on tues!! and a last minute meeting in the morning. laughs. Im gonna be part of the planning team of the upcoming huge event. with 1000 delegates. (: theres so much A&P stuffs to come up with. (: workworkwork. meet up with vin at aljunied mrt station after work and brought him down to Century Square Best Denki to get his present for his mum's birthdae. Portable DVD Player. help him settled his stuffs and directed him to the bus stop, I went back alone to Best Denki. Promised the rest for a short chill-out session, so I made my way back upstairs. Most of the promoters had changed, and Best Denki looked so un-happening after I left. Good grief I didnt go back and work there. shakehead, I would be stuck there for ages again. tskk. after those sessions, got downstairs for another nicotine break, bought some drinks and msged honeymonkey. knowing that I was alone, he was nice and sweet enough to come down all the way from Marina Bay to Century Square to pick me up... (: was feeling so happy and beaming all the way, besides that part whereby he almost fought with the cab driver in front. shakehead. treated like a lill young girl, he sent me home, holding my hands up the stairs, hugged and kissed me goodbye. laughs. and he headed home! thanks for the ride home b'fren! (: rotted here and there, phoned with b'fren and im off to bed!!!! goodnight angels! |
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But baby, where they knock you down and out
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