you said move on (where do i go)

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date: Monday, November 02, 2009
time:1:53 AM

1:59am:

I'm still up thinking about ISP.

Ideas seems to be dry and crappy, but somehow i have hope that its going to work out.

I have got to make this work.

Life is still the same.

Nothing seems to make me happy, besides my classmates and amrit.

Thought of going out for Halloween but only went TrickORTreat.

Dressed as the devil, with some clipped on horns and a devil stick.

I guess, once a ManUtd supporter, forever a ManUtd supporter.

2:15am:

Skyping with Ben.

He is talking to himself, while editing his ads.

He wants to be a cosmetic doctor now, cause his editing a human face.

Well, the two of us has been skyping for about 2hours now, and he is still talking to himself.

The amount of stress ISP is putting on us.

2:18am:

Thinking about what else i can do now, to destress.

I feel like pulling my hair, strand by strand, cause the stress is unbearable.

My back is killing me, and I cant even sit up straight.

I need to get a good massage soon.

2:22am:

I just realised that somehow i always wake up or look up at my watch at this timing.

I akways thought it was a coincidence but now I'm getting to get freaked out.

I guess i better go off to bed soon.

2:25am:

"Don’t you take chances

You might feel the pain

Don’t you love in vain

’cause love won’t set you free"