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Quotes: When you hold hands with someone, it's like you're telling them "I like you. I trust you. I'd like to show the world that you mean something to me." Holding hands is such a small gesture with a big meaning. Whether you're having a bad day or feeling sad - once your significant other grabs your hand and interlaces their fingers with your own, everything suddenly feels okay. It's like, just by holding hands, it suddenly warms your whole body up with joy.
Saturday, March 31, 2007, 10:36 pm
melissa!!!!



today melissa so funny la! we were walking home from the bus stop together as usual. when we reached the road junction where we split she suddenly say what is that in a very scary tone. then i look at her and her face was having this petrified look. it like she's damn scared of ghost related stuff so i was damn scared la. she wouldn't have that kind of look on her face for no reason right? and did i mention it was night time 9 plus? oh! and above us were big tree with branches that shelter the walkway, and creepy roots protruding out of the soil.( i'm not lying ) i looked in the direction she was looking and saw a man and a dog. then i told her its a dog la. but she went '' no! that thing on the table! '' still having the scary face and voice. so i look at the table at the hdb void deck and saw this structure covered in black cloth with golden Buddha like pictures. so i said don't look and told her to go home. so we went home. when i was in the lift she sms me and said how scared she was. she actually thought its some kind of thing used for black magic.... -.-''' poor girl. though it did scare me for a will but not to the extend where i would think its black magic... am i evil or am i evil..

Sunday, March 18, 2007, 12:26 am
HOME- Nothing but an empty shell.



i can't help but to feel that my life is empty. all that i work for. its like nobody appreciates and that no one will celebrate with me after I've made an achievement.. when i reach home its empty. no one welcomes me. my home isn't a home.. its a military camp... i only go back to this 'place' to eat, sleep, bathe.. nothing else.. this 'place' has no other meaning... i don't have a home....