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buildings with a hundred floors,
spinning 'round revolving doors.
baby i don't know where they'll take me.

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Saturday, January 2, 2010 // 11:51 AM

Didn't post yesterday. Was busy with my diary, written 3 whole pages yesterday night. Plus the fact that I was super tired then. Walked from Far East Plaza to Somerset MRT. That IS something isn't it. Exercised a lot. In the end, ate Sundae Pie, so no weight lost I think. That stupid thing is high in calories. Didn't buy anything at all. I'm still left with school shoes and my pencil case to search for.

I was really fascinated by my angelic-coloured pens. Haha... Like some idiot retarded kid like that. Keep playing and laughing at them. I was supposed to be more mature since yesterday, since new year brings me nearer to being 15, that suck. I still want to be that young little kid, so people will take care of me. Not like being 15 means nobody will take care of me. Haha... At least my darling would. Was supposed to go to the movies with him, but the both of us didn't feel like going anymore. I was really really tired, I'm getting sicker, he's sleeping now, I think. Haha... That good boy woke up at 4. A bit too early isn't it? He slept earlier than me last night. Damn weird. Today's gonna be freaking sian. Nothing to do, besides worrying about next year like some paranoid woman. I still haven't buy my stuff. Is that bad? YES. Die die liao. Even if can't buy this week, then buy next week? Yeah, like as if I'll have the time. Sucks. I'd better go bathe now, before my hair don't dry and look ugly in SF later. BYEBYEWORLD!