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Thursday, August 03, 2006
haha..case of mistaken identity.. but it doesnt matter..i wonder y issit so hard to lie..n y cant i hide much expression..evrything is written involuntarily on my face n it simply makes me feel vulnerable..

ok...the verdict is out. i got rejected for DSA..haha. WOO! nah..i wun laminate tt rejection letter for motivation sake. tt's too ex. and nth shall motivate me except myself.. i knew this long ago. i'd rather save time to search inside for motivation than seek outside for tt.

rather bad mood today..dreamt of my mum.. for the first time since her demise. its different nt having a mum to walk u thru your adolescent years..tt i din noe when she left me. tt dream..i hugged her i guess..i din hear her voice..but i saw the colour of the shirt she was wearing: blue. she wasnt the first person i hugged..nor one i showed much love to. whatever the case, i noe i cant face her anymore..if she saw how i led my life. i noe it.


posted @ 1:32 am