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Saturday, July 15, 2006

woke up at 8+ this morning. then slacked around. left house at 10. met 2 of my friends at the mrt station. i thought i saw the wrong person. so i didn't bother to wave. until i board the train, then he wave to me.

anyway, i nearly fell in the train. then i predict the day ahead would probab;y be a bad one. which, indeed, was a bad day. went to get bubble tea for sh, jerald and sw. on my way back to school. i was honked by a taxi. >< then went to the hall to meet them. i slack all the way to 11+. then report for my CIP.

we were divided in to pairs. 1 MJR to 1 NYG. i pitied my partner. i know nothing about house chores and i know nothing about dialect. so we made our way to the first house. we got them to do a survey for the PUB people. then went to meet kor and his partner to do house chores for the next one. lucky they didn't need any. so we were give the third house. it's the mdm low. really did many things! i had to move things here and there. wash her sink, plates and cups. clear her room and clean her fan. my poor sensitive nose. now running. -.-"

anyway, after that, went to mac for lunch. then head back to school to do the packing of food. i finish my stuff, so went to talk to daddy and kor. dad told me something. i was taken aback. he seems shock. and i look like a third party. hmms. kor somehow got worried for me. he kept asking me how i was. i said nothing.

went home and then went to meet mum at great world. i was in the train. i'm not sure how should i feel. hmms. had beef goulash for dinner. couldn't finish. how i wish buddy was there to finish up for me. then he would complain how bad i am for making him fat.

during dinner, i told mum i want to go to JC. yaps. i'm proving her wrong.

here i am. blogging.

love is sweet when you feel that you found your true love. but it hurts so much when things go wrong. it's easy to say trust. but you'll realise, it's easier said than done. it's easy to say you love your partner. but when you're ask to show it, it'll be a different thing.

right now. i feel like a shit! it's not anyone else fault. it's mine.

i'm trying hard to trust you. but as long as it's on that issue, i guess, i will not be able to overcome my fear. i'll feel inferior. i'll feel weak. i'll feel like a bitch.

i just hate tears.

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