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Thursday, June 10, 2004
Feeling bored drew me to surf and surf and surf. Till I found this Blogger. Wat is this thing? I guess I’ll figure it out myself since I got nuttin else to do. Duh!
This is my 2nd week working at a new place, new boss, new environment, new home, new small town-Chukai, Kemaman and all new things. Aarrrghh.. tension! Got no frens, no one to talk to! Dammit. I’m all alone here..
But I admit that may be I’ll get a better chance here even till now I still don’t see how can I improve my performance since there is nobody I can compete with. My previous boss at Cheras was so damn ‘bakhil’ and that place is even worse than here.
Suddently, I’m out of words. So, BYE.
haVin' thiS FOoLish ThOt at 2:09 PM
This is the story of a girl. Who cried a river and drowned the whole world. And while she looked so sad in photographs, I absolutely love her.. when she smiles.. How many days in the year she woke up with hope. But she only found tears. And I can be so insincere. Making her promises never for real. As long as she stands there waiting. Wearing the holes in soles of her shoes. How many days disapear. You look in the mirror so how do you choose. And your clothes never wear as well the next day. And your hair never falls in quite the same way. You never seem to run out of things to say. How many lovers would stay. Just to put up with this shit day after day. How do we wind up this way. Watchin' the mouths for the words I would say. As long as we stand here waiting. Wearing the clothes of the soles I would chose. How do we get there today. If we're walkin' to far from the price of the shoes.. When she smiles.....
..: mY bUTt :..
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