Halo everybody. Good morning. It's a dead day today. I don't feel alive, very much dead. Damn noisy over here. Drillings everywhere. So *&^%$@# noisy.

My colleague won't stop talking. He's yakking away now and I don't really pay him tt much attention. His other colleagues all ran away already, left me alone to suffer. Ahh dammit. I dunno what he's talking about. Wasn't listening. Still talking... argh! He's a pervert. Eeyucks.

For no rhyme or reason, I'm feeling a lil pissed off. Must be the PMS. I can feeeeel it. I miss my friends. ALL my friends. I miss my social life. I miss school. And for whatever reason, gdness sakes, I actually miss TP. I miss having dinners and laughing away till my tummy hurts. I miss Habibie. I miss Design food. I miss slacking. I miss sleep (well, can nvr get enuf of it tho'). I miss swimming! I miss shopping. I miss Starbucks. I miss cheap food. I miss Yu Cha Kuey (however you spell it). I miss jamming. I miss all my guy friends. I miss him (but I hate him). I miss Neo (ey, but I just saw him earlier). I miss his Fisherman's Friend.

I'm so restless. Why? Why? Are you that busy? Or am I already forgotten? Erased? Am I still your friend? Am I? No? Or you don't consider me as one no more? If you do, well, you sure hv a funny way of showing it. Why do I have a feeling that somethin is not rite? What's up with you? What's up with me? Hai. I dunno lah. Whatever lah. I dunno why I bother sumtimes. Maybe I'm just too paranoid.

I have always been...




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