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Wednesday, April 04, 2007
5:34 am

my current favourite song: feeling free // nicole willis & the soul investigators

for some strange reason i had coffee at 2am, and now i'm wide awake, despite having to wake up at 11am later for work.

i spent sometime feeling lost. but slowly, i've managed to pull myself together. you've been my source of motivation and inspiration. the days go by so quickly. there's never a dull moment.

i stopped wondering about what ifs and what would happen. and all the paranoia. sometimes i feel myself slipping back to that, but i know that i should just enjoy the moment.

afterall, its so hard to find someone who understands and really listens. and i'm glad that i can talk to you. and you to me. that's all that matters really.

there hasn't been much to update, well actually there has been alot of things happening, but everything seems like such a blur, i'm not quite sure where to start, and how i should make sense of everything. maybe i will try. but not now.

perhaps it is time for change.

i want to get back what i lost a long time ago.



;i am afraid