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010105, i cried again.
Never did i expect myself to cry again. Why am i having these thoughts again n again. I shld be happy that a new year had arrived. Sigh~ i'm just lonely, not getting use to this new chapter of my life.
My dance friends had gathering, but again they had left me out. WHY? again n again they leave me out after that incident. Sigh~ i miss all those gatherings, i miss those funs we had together -- perhaps is becas i had nt been going back for dance, n the drift become further. Sigh~ but who wld like to lead a life like me, working whole day long? NO I DUN!!! SERIOUSLY I HATE THIS JOB!!! I HAD NO LIFE AT ALL!!! I CAN'T ENJOY LIKE MY FRIENDS!!!
Last nite, met up with kath, her bf n another couple, n cindy (kath's cousin). Hmmm, it was quite alrite, dun really feel that left out, though they were like couple couple. But still, i really do hope he is here with me like in 2003.
All of a sudden, i feel like moving out of singapore, go oversea n further my studies, let me get out this place at least for a yr or two. To avoid things which will remind me of him.
I'm such a cry baby .... ...
I'll be 21 this yr ... but will i be able to get to celebrate my big day with a special guy of mine? Hmmm, 11 mths for me hunt for this guy ...

yourstruly crapped @ Sunday, January 02, 2005