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Sunday, July 08, 2007



finally after dragging for 2wks, i went to preorder this. whoooot! =D

have to wait for another one wk before i can collect.

thanks to all peeps for all the well wishes via sms,msn and tagboard.

im actually feeling better now. was super busy at work the whole of last wk. so busy that i cldnt stop for a toilet break or even drink water. the amt of stuff on my table jus keep piling up.and i have to contd clearing them tml. while im busy at work, i try to make sure that the smile on my face is still there. becos i believe that smile does bring a sense of happiness to a person. i bet u wont want to see all ur colleagues with a back face at work rite? when u see someone smiling, im sure u will feel good as well. but o well..... when someone were to show me a black face for smth that i didnt do, of cos i wld be damn unhappy. jus like what happened last wk. duhz. i was crying not to someone when talking over the phone. but crying in my hrt. i have learnt how not to show my side of weaknesses by crying in front of them. it's actually no use crying. but crying is my only way of releasing my frustration in the office. no hug fr a fren to give me comfort. i jus have to wipe the tears myself and move on. i know i have to be independent.

duhzzz. it's a monday tml. and i hate it!! bless me.

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