25/11/2008, it’s amazing how fast time seems to run and how i would always, always lost track of time somewhere in the middle. it feels like i’ve forgotten the need to remember the dates. perhaps, i dont even want to know?

i decided to skip school today, only a 2-hour study skills lecture which so far had proved to be a total waste of time. the phlegm in my throat still wouldnt be puke out or go away. i woke up in a spluttering cough and i couldnt even swallowed hard. i would be studying my econs now if not for my dear brother hogging on to his beloved one-day-old PS3 in my room.

and oh yes, i cut my hair yesterday. before that, i can hardly remembered when was the last time i had chopped my hair. during january maybe..? oh the horror. anyway the hairdresser was my mum’s friend, someone who i had let cut my hair a couple of time over these years - and though i never really like the results of her hair-chopping, i decided to tag along for the haircut anyway cuz i dont fancy going to unknown hair salons and then, coming out with hair that couldnt get any weirder - after a wash especially. dont you guys realized that the hair that we walked out the salons with our heads becomes uh, different right after we went home to wash it? it is still a mystery to this day, i never knew why. .. and my hair is all light and swishy (not in a delightful hair-commercial way) but i reckon (imitating my caucasian lecturer) that the AFTER picture should be better than the BEFORE. hee.

in need for a good spine-tingling thriller? Preston and Child never fails me. :) and right now, Child’s Death Match is sitting opened in my lap!

p.s.Ma is out on a job search. please please wish her best of luck!

sigh-ed. you’re still in my mind. how can this be..? two years and counting. perhaps more. i lost track of count. i still miss you. do i really? boy, i must be terribly lonely to even be thinking this.

love yourself more, when there’s nobody to love you.