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ayuuu!
Happiness is like a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.
Homework, I love you.
Wednesday, March 29, 2006, 11:45 PM
i miss thesingles! girlfriends, i've booked you this friday. please don't call it off again. for once, put your bf and family aside. =)

i spent the whole day at my granddad's house. he was sick, and i had the free time, so i went. then, i took bus 86 home, which was apparently my worst bus ride ever. i couldn't stand the man who sat infront of me. firstly, his body reeked of cigars. secondly, he farted and gave that hey-what's-that's-smell look after doing so. and trust me, he did that five times. wth. and lastly, i found out that he's a little _______. throughout his journey he was facing the glass window and talking to his own reflection. something about business and shares. so why wasn't he admitted to IMH i wonder. err.. probably he's still considered sane cos he knows what bus to take and where to alight. insane people wouldn't know, would they?

ohh, whatever.

ayuuu!