//angela

//carol

//chelsa

//ching joo

//constance

//eileen

//hiro

//ian poh

//jean

//jeanne

//jeanette

//jelly

//john

//khin

//laura

//michelle goh

//michelle lee

//michelle wong

//sam li

//shawn

//sherman

//stella

//trina

//xiang hong

//xiuf

Monday, April 26, 2004
*100 Years//Five For Fighting

Am sick. Going to the doctor later tonight. Finally, my body reflects what I've been feeling inside for the longest time. Relieves some of the pain inside.

Phone bill is gonna be outrageous this month. Think I shall keep my phone turned off until May comes around. I probably exceeded my message limit for this month. Argh. What happened to my resolutions, to resist the temptation to send messages that was never meant to leave my phone screen? It's all gone, all my resolutions to stand firm fly out of my head every time I think about you, and I land up doing things that I regret like hell later.

I found myself walking around Marina Square on Saturday. By pure coincidence, I'd like to think. Trina and I were both broke beyond broke and sick of the Orchard area, so I suggested going down to Marina. I inexplicably found myself walking up to the bowling alley where Khin and I bowled at a few Saturdays ago. Saw a few Hwa Chong and Anderson people training. Thought I saw a few AC people too. Didn't hang around to find out, though. Thankyou, legs, for taking me away. Running away isn't bad all the time.

Anyhow. Shall go finish up my geog essays now. Those were a big part of the reason for my not going to school today too. I spent my weekend sleeping away my flu, it isn't my fault that I couldn't finish them. Right? Bleah. Excuses-excuses-excuses. Stop it.

heard those magic reindeer click @ 10:12 AM