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Thursday, August 25, 2005. And I really mean HATE. Mondays are no longer just about. Itâ s no longer about me dragginâ. Feet off to work, dreading. Weekends are short and never seemed enough. Mondays are like H. At least to me ler!  It has become freakish. Itâ s all about working on Mondays that really makes me sickâ Literallyâ Imagine, itâ s like youâ re in "Nightmare on Elm Street". Or "Friday à 13th". I canâ t cope with. Stress much longerâ itâ s kinda like pushing me off. Ledge to take that plunge!
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Thursday, June 30, 2005.  ThE oNe WiTh ThE bIg RuSHÂ. I came back to work on Wednesday with. Proud airflown, newly scaled and polished teeth. Not to mention root canal treated tooth and a very sore. Wallet. Work was a boreâ okie maybe not totallyâ but I just wanted to get out of. Office as soon as I could. I received a very desperate. Message from a friend in. Need to move out from her rented apartment at à last min of. Hour, made me feel. Need to support her at that moment. Plan, so I had to hurry with.
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Wednesday, July 27, 2005. Â SoNg oF tHe MoMeNtÂ. Lately, I have had the strangest feeling. With no vivid reason here to find. Yet the thought of losing youâ s been hanging. Â round my mind. Far more frequently youâ re wearing perfume. With you say no special place to go. But when I ask will you be coming back soon. You donâ t know, never know. Well, Iâ m a man of many wishes. Hope my premonition misses. But what I really feel my eyes wonâ t let me hide. Cause they always start to cry. ThE TrUtH RaNteD;.
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Sunday, March 29, 2009. Stumbled upon some pictures of my sweet lil nephew. Meant to extract it from my phone to my com for quite a while now. Aunt Kye and Lil Irfan. Look at that cheeky face! Irfan with Uncle Joseph and Uncle Norman during reunion dinner. Still with that cheeky smile. ThE TrUtH RaNteD;. Clown by profession and by nature, a dreamer. I'm just this guy who is mostly very bubbly. Alwayz on the high! DKNY DeLiCiOuS FrAgRaNcE CoLLeCtIoN. Deg;ThE RoAd Of LoSt InNoCeNcE°. Deg;TaKiNg ChAnCeS°.
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Friday, September 23, 2005. I can't help it but this song from M. Is so good. The wordz are simple and it's melodious. He carries à song so well, you can feel à emotions in à song! Is come and gone away. In Paris and Rome. But I wanna go home. A million people I. Still feel all alone. I just wanna go home. Oh I miss you, you know. And Iâ ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you. Each one a line or two â Iâ m fine baby, how are you? Well I would send them. But I know that itâ s just not enough.
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Monday, October 31, 2005. Â Igor's The Main EventÂ. The Cast and Crew of Igor's The Main Event. ThE TrUtH RaNteD;. How I miss the fun moments of H. I have not been dressing up, partying or anything for a few years now. Ivan and I were previously from IGORS THE MAIN EVENT. The one and only horror themed restaurant. Unfortunately, the whole theatre CUM. Anyway, for a few years, even before we were working in IGORS. Anyway. . . H a. ThE TrUtH RaNteD;. No complaints whatsoever about the place! After our hear...
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Thursday, June 11, 2009. Pussycat Dolls - Doll Domination. The Pussycat Dolls Doll Domination is one of those big concerts that I just HAVE to go to even if it costs me a bomb (well that kinda depends actually LOL). Anyway, when I missed out their performance during Singfest, I swore to myself that when they come to Singapore again to do their very own concert, I would make sure to go and watch them. Melody, Kimberly, Nicole, Jessica and Ashley. Credits are given when they are due. Nicole was fantast...
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Sunday, May 24, 2009. Been meaning to put up the pictures in my blog for quite awhile. Hahah as usual. The lazy pangs were a stronger appeal. And now in groups! Noticed how all of us happened to be wearing the same shades as the decor of the restaurant? ThE TrUtH RaNteD;. Clown by profession and by nature, a dreamer. I'm just this guy who is mostly very bubbly. Alwayz on the high! Who loves to sing. like crazy. Sometimes, I feel like I have this really old soul in me! DKNY DeLiCiOuS FrAgRaNcE CoLLeCtIoN.
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Sunday, November 27, 2005. Â ThE LiTtLe GaThErInGÂ. Was at Cats place last night. . . It was SoOoOo. I really like it there. She had the whole of the third floor of her semi-detached house to herself! There was even a small room, which she made it as her dancing studio. It was way too cool! Wish I had something like that for. Oh well, Im already occupying two rooms for my own. . . What more can I ask for? It was a little gathering,. Or so they said. Eventually, everyone else left except Jeremiah, Ivan and.
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Saturday, March 07, 2009. Don't know much about your life. Don't know much about your world but. Don't want to be alone tonight on this. Planet they call earth. You don't know much about my past and. I don't have a future figured out. And maybe this is going too fast. And maybe it's not meant to last. But what do you say to taking chances. What do you say to jumping off the edge. Never knowing if there's a solid ground below. Or a hand to hold. Or hell to pay. What do you say. What do you say. Who loves ...