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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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Friday, February 12, 2010 // 1:21 PM

Finally, finally. We aren't avoiding each other, loved the quarrel, at least we had fun screaming at each other. Freaked Tristen out while quarreling with Jake. He never thought that we'll ever quarreled. Things were worrying but after yesterday, it was fine. At least it didn't go to the extend of shedding tears. Not even one was shed. Haha... Yeah yeah, the 'PS' for yesterday was referring to Jake. Very funny, because the exact same thing appeared on his blog. The last time I quarreled with him was I-don't-know how long ago. Everything is cleared, finally. I'm not in a good mood today. Maybe what Rafiqah said is true. So, from now on, I'll just stick to myself, not say anything and just shun from everyone. Sometimes, it's not about whether the person is willing to give, because stupid people give, but never ever bothered if the receiver would even want to receive. I've learnt my lesson. Hard way or not, I don't know. I'm too tired to think. I guess things will be fine. I hope things will be. After all, it's just back to square one. The world surrounds one person.