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Sunday, June 17, 2007
i'm not a very converse-shoe person, i've always been a ballet-pumps person. but one fine day, i stepped into a converse store and bam! saw this really cute shoe that i knew i must have. thought and thought abt it. finally, I HAVE IT.

sometimes i think and think. i feel that life really is unfair. my sister at 13 is really different from me when i was 13. when i was 13, i don't have my own handphone. i don't have a wide range of clothes. i was always in bermudas and t-shirt and some unsightly sandals. i don't shop. i don't use the internet. msn messenger is taboo. i was just starting to care about how i look. the list goes on. but my sister now, is far from that. everything i haven't done then, she is well-rehearsed in them. damn.. it's like i'm so slow. well, maybe i am. i dunno. haha.

anw, had one of those scary dreams abt my death AGAIN. this time, i dreamt that i was gonna be hanged by japanese soldiers, smth like WWII, and the rope is kinda thin. scares me nuts. i think the hanging was supposed to take place the next day. but it never came cos' i woke up. anw, in that dream, i had this feeling that i had many things i did not do and was feeling really scared. but hey, it was just a dream, or will it come true?????

i have holiday assignments. but how do i get it done when the teacher have not even posted it online? she's really wasting my time.

one more week till school starts. conclusion: this holiday is way too short. period.

3:36 PM




LOOKING AT THE RAINBOW
waiting for the next winter.
Me.