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Thursday, November 27, 2008

sometimes i wonder whether the problem lies with me because i have the feeling that nobody really treats me seriously. isn't there anybody who will think of me immediately whenever they have good news to share with friends, or whenever they need a listening ear? to most people, i'm just someone who is blur, slow and lame. besides that, i'm nothing else already. it doesn't make a difference whether i'm present or not. cuz i'm pretty sure that nobody will give a damn. doesn't that shows how insignificant i am to everybody? well done zhiying. having to try so hard to ensure that you won't be forgotten by everybody.


nothing but their back-up plans

talk about priorities..







LA FEMME

zhiying
you won't be interested in the rest

LA LISTE

go on a holiday
a job that i like
blackberry
me to you bear
friends forever
parents to stop worying
to be happy once again


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