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Monday, September 20, 2004

can i just blame everything on PMS? the emotional turmoil i am going through now? the ups and the downs? the way i am feeling? see what PMS does to you? it makes you cranky, makes you cry, makes you think unnessesarily, makes you feel unloved and so on. guys should feel PMS-sie. they really should experience it.
spent quality time with mum and dad just now. over dinner. though we didn't really make useful conversation and though i felt all lonely and cold inside, it was okay. we did talked about something. but yeah, that was all... and all the calories input-ted during dinner just now, it's making me feel damn guilty. i feel like i should go jogging or something. now. but all i feel like doing now, is lying on the couch and watching a romantic comedy. bleah.
spent alot of time sleeping today. yes, when i look back next year, i know i spent my 17th birthday usefully - catching up on sleep. bah. haha, and crawling under the blanket at 2.40pm with that gloomy rainy weather, sobbing between my sheets. i cant believe it. i cried my eyes out. it felt good. really. i felt better. but that shitty feeling is rolling in again. yihan told me to cry. he said it would make me feel better.
i just got off the phone with saylin. you never fail to make me feel better. you always make me laugh. i know i made you think about unhappy stuff. but yes, we'll support one another okay. i really care for you! and i know you care for me too! we'll be one another's pillar of support alright. love you.



BimboQueen
9/20/2004 01:14:00 am

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Serene Loo; Femme; 19 September 1987; Nineteen going on Twenty; Mass Communication Graduate; Account Management Executive; Nightlife; Retail therapy & more retail therapy; Very trigger happy; hayzelle@hotmail.com