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sigh
Friday, December 07, 2007

i am having a serious headache now.
it seems as though something is drilling onto my skull.
the pain is penetrating into my brain.

i feel exactly as what i wrote.

maybe i am just emotionally, mentally and physically
worked up.

supposingly should be at gabriel's house, messing with my photoshop
and flash mx. dued to my migrane, i decided to rot at home.

i'm lying on bed now with my laptop and hand phone close to me.




it can be really boring. friendster is lagging.
somehow i am just stucked at this page.



very true to a large extend.
time for me to slow down.
be nonchalent and pretend that things are alright.

i felt as though i am clinging onto a dove's claw and
restrict its freedom.

maybe I should just release it.
what's yours will be yours.

tomorrow is the concert.
i am feeling feverish.

my parents asked if they could go down...
i just kept quiet.

my friends asked if I need them there or not...
i just told them, "no, it's okay."

sigh...

alright...
i am falling asleep.
bye guys.