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02 March 2008

Goodbye 2 Poverty
Ha! Finally...a 'happier' entry on my blog. I got myself a job on e Fri tat went by. I was offered the position on e spot and was told to start work on the next workin dae. Yup...u may b "Wow-ing" away. Its a temp position...tats e reason y. 4 months. I got to commit for 4 months. I hope I can still spare sum time out to go on a date wif JY. Heehee... Do try to fly back to SG jus to kill me...e both of u. Haha...

Apart frm tat, I realise I haven meet up wif YW for sum time. I hope we can meet real soon. I wonder how she is doin n wat position her company had offered her. On my side, I hav tis 'story' which I am dyin to share wif her. I noe I shldnt even tok abt it anymore. Jus let it go would seems to b e best solution for me...for everyone (to save their poor ears frm my constant %^&%$^&)...for anyone who might b involved. Alright...I better stop her b4 I turn tis entry into another one of my many emo entries.

Pple constantly ask me tis qn, "Wat issit tat u r not happy abt?" or "Why u so sad again?". Then, as usual, I will give my never-endin 'speech'. For me, its realli hard to find tat tiny bit of happiness again. Mayb bcos I am a perfectionist. I strive to get e best even though I noe I dun look like one @ all. Mayb bcos I am veri self critical. I carry bags n bags of 'luggage' on my back n walk thru tis life of mine. Whenever I make a mistake, I jus cant seems to forget it. It operates like a VCR in my memory. Repeatin itself bcos there isnt a 'Stop' button on it. Thanks for e occasional sms to remind me to b happy. (PS: I placed an Eeyore bside me while I am sleepin which has a ribbon on it sayin "Keep Smiling :)" Haha...)

I wont allow myself to cry over it again...
I believe I can do it again...

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