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You taught me how to love, but not how to stop.
Hi, you are?


It doesn't matter who am
There's no need for you to know my age, or any other things.
Cyberworld is dangerous, that's what my teacher taught me, so, too bad.
But I'm definitely a bubble gum lover.
Let's go shalalala.
Take me away.

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Sunday, February 15, 2009 @ 1:51 AM
Its a Sunday and as usual, I stay home and spend the time with my old computer which i still love and adore more than my hopeless mobile phone.

I read my previous post. It was dated all the way back in October 2008. Almost half a year ago.

Since then, Life's been pretty much the same.

Day after day I tire myself with one plan after another, mostly with my friends. My Sundays can get pretty quiet and lonely.


Many things have happened, the good and the bad, the pretty as well as the ugly. The worst thing is, I haven't achieve anything for myself the past year.

I don't really have a new year resolution. All I know is, I need to get out of this rat race.