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MICHELE CHUA

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Sunday, March 13, 2005

Read between the lines of what's
Fucked up and every things all right

Check my vital signs to know I'm still alive
And I walk alone

suffered rants of people telling me YOU MUST LEARN TO RELAX MORE. not that i cudnt. But relaxing like wat? chilling out? towning? h-a-ha!

i wld seriously choose to run. yeah,u say, i'm toturing myself. so what.

another issue hell to me.

i know very well myself. i'm impatience,i ought to admit this. I'm very indeed. i cant controll my emotions.In the past, i will let myself to some oblivious cicrumstances but not now.

Ive learn to be more patience. and it helps alot. I'm not easy pissed off alrdy. But dont u dudes ever test me.

OK, mom had told the WHOLE WORLD my hectic life. I pretty sure i asked her that say two weeks ago.

Me: Did u tell them (relatives) about my working life?
Mom: no la.
Me: ok, better not tell them or not they will come digging on me. I dont want them to know either.
Mom: tell for what.
Me: oright. mummy just dun tell ANYONE!

till today. If not for lc i wldnt know she told them.

haiz.

They tot im desperate for money. But hell to ya.

Has money ever been enuff for ya?
Does anyone ever complain that they have toooo much money.?
no right.

if u ever know of anyone as mention above. he or she ought to be rob.

if not given a choice i wont wana work like a slave too. who will ever want u tell me,when u have tonnes of moola to spend!

that person ought to be bash-up man.

But im sure she wont tell them. There must be some kpos ard asking her why m i always disappearing on saturday gatherings.

and yst, she went alone with dad. Yesh. just dad and her. cause bro went for his ncc camp and i wenta work.

i reckon THEY asked, where are ur two body guards?!? yeah. we are guards who doesnt get pay! :)) and we njoyed it.

rattling on and on here is of no use at all.

it's all done and said.

penned.

3/13/2005 04:50:00 PM