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Cha Andy.
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03.09.1988

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Tuesday, February 17, 2009

been spending the whole day at tan tock seng.
accompanied nenek with her appointment;but was at SGH before that.
bumped into Jaszy on the way to grandad's ward,and god,i miss that girl.we'll meet soon again,okie?(:
i love hospital's smell.
the smell of medicine,the wards.death.morphines.
its like a dose of ecstacy which travels thru your nostrils,into your veins,your neurones,giving you those slight tingles in you.
i like it.
okie,that's weird.i know.
i can't help it.

if i'm given an opportunity,i would love to work in a hospital.
really.

i finally got my haircut.
initially,i wanted to retain the length,but the stylist told me that it won't balance out if i layered the hair.
so she told me,she'll trim the ends.
i was like,"hmm.okie."
but after she snapped some off,i was already alarmed.
i dread looking at the locks she chopped off,my precious long awaited locks.
i was sad.but i kept quiet.
agony in silence.
(erm,i actually sound pathetic like that)
but it wasn't that bad,come to think of it.
hair will grow.yes.*self-comforting*

i feel good cause i get to help buddy with something today.
hearing him out eventhough i know i didn't do that much.
i hope he'll be okie and i know pisces are nice people.
but been there done that,for once,be a lil selfish for your own good.
it won't hurt that much,for any parties.
(:

been rummaging thru my wardrobe in the morning.
and i found so many old photos of myself and sister carrie.
aww.i miss being a child.
so young,so innocent,so pure.
those times when you just know your parents love you like no other.
and you don't even disappoint them with shitty things you'll tend to do when you've grown up.
i miss being a kid.*cries*

i love it when i got to talk to the girlfriend on the phone even for just a while just now.
makes you take off things in your mind.
that's the reason why i love the bestfriends.


and uhoh.i think i've just twisted my ankles.
just by sitting down.
pfft.


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