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Sunday, March 11, 2007'♥

kenp always tell me i am free spirited, and it always puzzles me what that meant.
But now i do.

For one,I havent got much friends who will partake in my kind of madness, my kind of impulsiveness, my kind of spontaneity to do random things, my kind of fickleness to do something now, and then have a change of mind 1o secs later. my kind of humor,my kind of fun and nonsense.

But lionel will.

i wanted to swim 4o laps today. and he did, despite, not swimming for the longest time.
i wanted to go to the it show one moment and to town the next , and for both , he agreed without qualms.
i wanted to trade in my ipod for ipod video,buy my crumpler, pick my dress up and needed some good company and advice, and he was there, he who came all the way from home to town, even though we were supposed to swim.
even when these days i am afraid of crossing the roads and i do get alittle jittery when i see alot of cars, he will always make sure the road's safe.

thank you. partner in crime.
esp. the 40 laps swim and the poolside talk.
thank you . and yes , for all the shillings for our bus rides too.

a friend in need, is a friend in deed.
but i think a friend with weed is better.. :)

(sidenote: i am still quite a chicken poop,and coward , for that matter. and NO.I am not lackadaisical. )

then,
i think i need to love and care for myself alittle more.
i am sick again.
the nose's blocked, the throat feels funny, my fever's back.


then,
i will be away next week too.
hopefully ,when i am back,
i will stop feeling the way that i do now, cos i am tired of it all.
i need to know what's good for me and what isnt.
i think i need to be firmer with my decisions and myself.


i know i am supposed to be on hiatus. but this's really for lionel.

11:20 PM








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eloera jesusa woon.

she paints skins of whom she has never known, and may never be.
she fortifies , she preserves - of what time has taken.
she dances in the silvers of her moonlight ,
with this cacophany of noises,with these falsities -they lead her hand. //

the facades that she hide behind, the facets of her life.she is but the master of puppetry.

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