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It says I have to wake up 10, 9, 8 and 12 in e morn respectively... its kinda sad that LPB is nowhere on my list this sem... ferlin 'snape' j is my family law lec/tutor among a list of names that I had hardly heard before ... now, can anyone jus tell me wha on earth are BCPRCC and Org Beh?

jus random words 2 cum up wif .. new timetable cumin' ot tmr, and it better be good ...

dinner was good .... i get to consume a hot plate of fried hokkien prawn mee by myself ... absolutely delicious ... think i lick my fingers...

my dads gettin suspicious on my religion ... thinks he shall/will know sooner or later ... e problem was, if soon, how soon was soon, and if later, how late will it be ... will it be to e point whereby we all break up ? no, i cant allow dat ... but if its god's will, i m sure he will have things work in the best interest of us ...

still, my fear of the reaction is existin n growin' ... how many times i claim i can declare in his face dat i m a christian, and so is my mom, and dat he can choose to join us or leave us be ... my bravery mellow down in2 cowardness when i see how e valcano errupts, how pieces of fallen debris drove us further n further apart ...

so only time can tell... i leave it all in the hands of my creator ...

Astrada : Just Another Day

You told me the other day
Will never begin
Now I'm here and no more, no way
Get ready to run

Oh, I don't believe but be just another day
Just kiss me and good bye then
You kiss me away
I don't believe but be just another day
I'm falling on hard 'cause
You're walking away

how many times had I said this tday?

Girl B was out of the bar and walking on the streets, alone and shaky, not quite gotten over the inccident yet. Girl A was her best friend, maybe her one and only friend in the world whom she could trust... if it wasn't for her, she would have give up living a long time ago, with addiction to drugs and alcohol , her strained relationship with her parents and elder brother, it was A who thought her how to live a proper life, to crawl back onto the right track and pursue the one thing she was really good at, music... there were the times when the two girls would sneak into the music room, and there, B will play the piano, and A will simply stood aside and watch her play, her gaze always loving and tender, almost like that of a lover, something so obvious yet all along been innocently taken for as merely friendship... I should have known, A was rambling away to no one in particular, I should have known all along, she didnt want me jus as a friend... she wants me ... SHE WANTS ME.... a chill ran down her spine as she recalled the way A look at her, a look so forlorn and sad, almost as if her face could break apart any moment... B stopped in her tracks, and wrapped her hands around herself to keep herself warm, the air was gettin' so chilly all of a sudden, as she felt around her bare neck with her fingers, she realized, with a jolt, that she had lost her scarf, and of all places, had dropped it in that bar, THAT BAR ... and if it was jus any other scarf, she will just shrug it off and thought nothing of it, but the thing was, it WASN"T JUS ANY OTHER SCARF, it was a gift from her grandfather  , the only person in the whole family who treat her as part of it, and that was also the only thing left of him in her possession, he died on a plane that never made it back home, it brought the whole of its 450 passengers onboard down into the sea ... grandpa was one of them, together with two of her uncles... when he died, it was as if part of her had died too, gone down into the sea together with him... she had held A's hand, held onto it tightly, and sobbed, like a child who had just lost all his sweets, and in silence, apart from her noisy sobs, she cried into her friend's shoulder, cried hard, because she knew she could never cried into anyone else shoulder in that way like how she did to A, A was family from that moment onwards, but to A, it was something else more than that, something that A knew would ruin their friendship forever if B knew about it, and therefore, it became a horrible burden to her from then onwards, a burden of sin mixed with guilt whenever she see B, so happy, and so innocent, not quite child, not quite adult, perhaps somewhere in between, at one moment, B was a carefree and spirited gurl who acted as if the whole world was invisible around her, and the next, she was all gloomy and upset, almost as if she was taken captive into the clutches of misery... and A didn't like that one bit at all, she wanted to see B smile, she wanted to see B cheery all the time... if only she could take care of her ... as much as she long for dat, she knew it was impossible, A would never wanted dat, like any other person who had walked in, and out of her life, she would want the school most gorgeous kids to invite her to the prom, and later in life, would wait for that special someone to ask her to say yes, with ring in hand, and followed by marriage, then kids, then more kids...

It's All About US ...

( fictionous storyline)

Girl A walks into pub and saw Girl B drinking alone. Girl A nudges Girl B gently in the arm to show a sign of affection. Girl B, freaks out by the move, turns away and avoids Girl A's gaze. Girl A, hurts and confused, asks, why are u treating me in this manner ? Girl B, going into full freak, starts screaming at her and telling her to stay away from her. But I love U, Girl A stammers, tears rolling down her cheeks. Yah, rite! Girl B sneers and storms out of the bar, slamming the door closed so hard that the impact caused her loosely wrapped scarf to fall to the ground. Girl A looks around, making sure that no one is watching, she sneaks up to the fallen scarf, grabs it and hugs it close to her, as like a mother cuddling her new born, a lost expression on her face....