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Today is the First Day of the Rest of Your Life.

`Elise

Don't judge me by what I write becos I'm an impulsive rambler three-quarter of the time. I live by cliches and love by the rules. life's great:)




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October 18th, 2009

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they say that a woman will never stop thinking. guys can go on stoning for minutes, but women can't seem to hold their thoughts for just one second. we are made to complement each other, but sometimes I feel that it's unfair, the way things are. I wish I could think like a man for just one day. see what goes on in those thick skulls.

why hello, blank screen.

I've never been a stoner, but well, I should start learning how to stone.

October 16th, 2009

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been having a lot of time to myself these days - no meetups no nothing. just catching up with the family and watching a lot of tv. and of course, eating so bloody much while at it. I'm feeling so unhealthy and bloated now urghh. gonna make my virgin trip (the first in 2 months plus) to the gym tmr. I'm writing this down in the hope that I can at least commit to what I wrote. haha yes, THE POWER OF WRITING can do so much. speaking of that, sachs blew his top again today in class and stormed off.

on a totally off-tangent note, it is a wonder why I'm always so drawn to charismatic individuals with great people skills. hmmmmm......:)

October 15th, 2009

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gonna start a high soy-milk diet.

I don't like thinking of the could haves.

dropped by MI with shereenz to collect our 'A' level art prep boards. can't believe I drew those stuff (more to negative disbelief than self-praising here).

I missed nellie, the art teacher, who's teaching in SAJC now. at least she was nice enough to stay till my batch of art students graduate. should've been nicer to her last time.

but like I said.. I don't like to think of the could haves.

but yeah, self-control. I could do with that:)
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