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Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Things were pretty good today. Except that Debbie couldn’t wake up in time to meet me to pass me my present from japan!and the expiry date is getting dear. DAMN. Haha. Morning lesson was quite fun! Colouring all. Got to colour a garden! Haha. Mhmm. Pretty cool.

Kimie and me went PS to eat after tht. I cldnt get what I want from daiso anyway. ):

I REALLY NEED THE BOX, LIKE NOWWW! my markers are homeless!

But things changed after I kept seeing him in sch. Like, 3 times today! My goodness
I jst dread seeing him. Okay, maybe not.
I mean the feeling is like - I wna see him. but whenver I get to see him, I jst wna avoid him.

Like what happened today. I walked past him even though we saw each other. No greetings at all. Nothing. Urghh. A myriad of feelings jst rushed through me when I saw him. the fact that I dread seeing him is cus I don’t wna remember anything anymore and Im always reminded of the past whenever I see him and that causes my mood to plunge. I don’t like tht, really. I tell myself I must face each day with optimism so I’ll live with no regrets! Okay.


Great.


7:19 AM


My Sexy Kisses!