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It's the 1st day of lunar new year, but i dun seem to be as happy as before. I'm sick, tired, bored of life. I want to disappear into the thin air. Close friends are attached, so dun bother to disturb them. Sigh~ the sister hood does nt seems to be as strong as b4 le, nt as b4 the time when each slowly get attached ...

I dun like the life now, i dun find myself truely happy like b4. My smile, laughter are nt truely from within me. I seems to be thinking too much ... too much

Again, my eyes are watery ... i'm just a cry baby ... i need him ....

yourstruly crapped @ Thursday, February 10, 2005