Monday, June 15, 2009
I had that dream againfor awhile i was content to just forget and not remember
then the dream
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my dad broke the car windshield. -.- he says he wasnt speeding but i think he was.
Those big monster trucks that carry sand, yeah a pebble flew and hit the windshield.
Of course for it to create such an impact my dad musta been travelling quite fast
yesterday's singapore arts festival closing ceremony saw an array of fireworks, smoke lots lots smoke and lotsa lotsa ppl
first time every carpark around my block is full haha
niwaes, i really really want to believe that everything is ok
but somehow its quite impossible
really does no one say what they really mean or do what they really mean?
you're no longer a kid, no longer a young teenager.
wake up and see the wrinkles forming.
charlene or ila if you're reading this, msg me please.
9:47:00 am
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