i'm listening to: fightin' over me-beloved paris
paris is going to jaiL!!! so not fair..i wanna kill her assistant.aniway, off-track i was reading the Virginia tech massacre. it's rather distubing to know that his inner self minifest to a state whereby he starts killing people. we have a to be resposible for his actions too. somehow.. i don't hate him (not becoz i don't know the victims), i sympathise him. what he have experience in his childhood is not what we did.. the massacre is just so shocking and disturbing.. imgine one day, while having lecture, a classmate of yours who used to sit beside you aims a gun at you, prepare to fire. and the the moment you realise you are the only one left in your class. it's so scary. sometimes the society is to be blamed for such people. i'm don't believe that genetics should carry the full blame
meet elieen and sk in town. had pepper lunch... haiz..dont really get to spend alot of time together. haaa went town again the next day before meeting min. seriosly i prefer shoppin alone coz.. i don't need to make my friends wait. (havin guys to help me carry shoppin bags is another matter)
well... went shopping therapy. brought
-shoes (go gai gai shoes)
-shoes (sneakers from muji)
-topshop (why can't i have everything) tee
-dove shampoo +hair mask
-socks
-some hairs stuffs
-sweets (sore throat)
well..kor came back from egypt!!haa he brought alot of things!! but.. like all for his friends leh.. so he gave me this. it's perfume bottle with essence inside!! omg i love such things.. haa actually he gave me another colour but i wanted pink. he brought like 20bottles? and 10sand bottles, camels doll.. sand.. bookmarks. all very nice.. but... he's not giving it to me.. sad!!! he like got so many friends (like real)
i feel so sick..
my sky is fading grey
my passion is going away
still tryin hard to get use to my life.. don't if i'm too sensative.. suddenly i feel everyone i used to know is moving away from me.. sometimes i can feel a huge distance between me and my friends even if they are just sitting beside me?
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