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Saturday, November 18, 2006 . 1:11 PM


// i tried to be efficent
and so i was
im glad at least one person was happy -
my mum.

//bear fans make the best presents

//bling, uncle clown, calvin&hobbes

//note to stop poisioning myself

//that you would be proud of me

[headmusic]: white sands

Monday, November 06, 2006 . 4:35 PM

::If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel
Those three words
Are said too much
They're not enough

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?::

TO MY GOOD FRIENDS:
(ya know who you are)

2 DAYS OF BIRTHDAY PARTIES:
10th nov'06 friday @double O
free tickets plz sms +0432548710 or 92729619 fast!

11th nov'06 saturday @tai hwan walk
my 23rd birthday/hse warming party

warning: these upcoming events are EXTREMELY hazardous to health and will definately cause extreme drinking subsequent puking..erm..if unlucky, lost of hearing due to loud party music, over eating of BBQ and catered foodies, hyper active partying and lack of sleep which can go on all night. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

[headmusic]: a sorta fairytale by tori amos
[thoughts]:i am so sorry

Sunday, November 05, 2006 . 11:59 AM

If I could take you away
Pretend I was queen
What would you say
Would you think I'm unreal
'Cause everybody's got their way I should feel
Everybody's talking how I can't be your love
But I want to be your love
Want to be your love, for real

Everybody's talking how I can't be your love
But I want to be your love
Want to be your love for real
Want to be your everything

Everything's falling, and I am included in that
Oh, how I try to be just okay
Yeah, but all I ever really wanted was a little piece of you

Everybody's talking how I can't be your love
But I want to be your love
Want to be your love for real

Everything will be alright if you just stay the night
Please, sir, don't you walk away

Everybody's talking how I can't be your love
But I want to be your love
Want to be your love for real

::push the door i'm home at last
and i'm soaking through and through
then you handed me a towel
and all i see is you
even if my house falls down now i wouldn't have a clue

because you're near me::

its my last 2 days in melbourne and i did some reflection on all that has past

they say in life you take one step forward then ten steps back.maturity is to me like taking the ten steps backwards stop. realise the huge mistake you made, and start screaming and running the next 300000000000000 miles forwards for the rest of your life.

and perphaps i'd miss you forever and that's it.
i admit openly about this.
perphaps i just want everyone to know that the damage done to both me and her is irreversible. that this is finally my closure.for myself. i want everyone reading this to wish me well for it. for accepting her choices, lousy as i think they are, and leave it as that.i can. i will. i have done. for me growing up. getting older, more independent, broken and so much wiser.i am ..happy.finally.

im going home tomorrow.
everyone asks if i will come back. sue, eddie, mori, bruce my boss, legends customers, people back in sg, and i just shrugged. bruce wants me back to work for him etc. nice to know i can support myself rather well even if i do roll over.

i've not felt so liberated in a long time working independantly, making friends, travelling around efficient on my own, and going home just clinches everything into its offical place. grown up. grown old. i guess everything will be alright and will be ok. i still love melbourne. nothing has changed.

back home, the group has been worried. this is my letter/shoutout to you guys i am good.at some points extremely happy.i want you to know how good but i'm saving all that for later when i have you guys with me!

and yes, im heading home to wreck harvoc with Everyone beside me.with my Age chasing behind me, and the Party all around me. im such a brat. is there such thing as a mature brat? ah well ....... its been a while.

and now..all i have to worry about is my damned luggage

life really is that simple once more.

[headmusic]:coming home by Kenny G

[quotes]:the fact that i am want for nothing
i am that strong
and then "bang!"

you came along.

ps: my aussie hp has no credits. anyone wanting to reach me pls ring me and pray i pick up!