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Saturday, August 25, 2007


i should like find a seal or something to stop myself from crying again. i cried during recess, and i was like half-crying in the train towards bishan. i don't know.. it's not just because of one thing or anything.. it's like everything comes crashing down on me at the same time and it makes me feel pretty lousy.

in the train i really wanted to sms some people but then it was frustratingly impossible cos my prepaid value was left with $0.02 and i only have enough money for lunch. so then the messages ended up being saved in my Drafts folder.

i know you care. and i think you sense i need you.
i'll approach you. i promise. thank you for making me stop crying by just being there.

anyway, lunched alone at the ya kun kaya toast outlet in Junction 8. lol.. i don't know. i like going to that place and lunch solely by myself. so yeah, in other words, it's a nice place to be at when you're in this state and stuff. anywho, had the new Toast Dipz (sliced up french toast dipped in either creamy cheddar cheese or hot chocolate - opted for the cheese obviously) and tea for $3.50. cheap right? but yeah.. i guess i somehow silently enjoyed myself dipping the toast sticks into the cheese.

you know, the funny thing is that when i'm down like now, i tend to eat when i'm alone in a public place - like coffeeshop or something.. ya kun can be considered something like that cos the atmosphere is really very coffeeshop cafe-like - rather than with a bunch of people, friends or acquantainces or enemies whatsoever. and eating chocolate, even a small bar, tends to make me feel more down.

maybe this can explain why i'm pretty introverted nowadays. maybe being on my own is a way to get over this whole deal.
or maybe i just appreciate a solo lunch.

12:47 am

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