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♡ evidently, you can't alter what's habitual of me.
Friday, November 6, 2009, 4:29 PM
I'm seriously going to die of hunger one of these days. I swear. The kitchen's here down in my house have been loosing the food stock. And, lord does my appetite seems to be undying.

Okey dokey, so yesterday was actually something I've looked forward to. Yay! I've finally renovated my room. Well, not much of the renovation actually. But, I've rearranged the furniture such that everything was diagonal. OHWHOA. Plus, all the bruises and scars and scoldings I got was, all, worth it. Haha.
I really hate the entries I've made recently. Most of it were all pretty brief. Well, reason was that there's nothing much lately for me to post about. And, meeting up with XinYing and Sacha yesterday, was the first time I'm out of the house after the Saturday's choir rehearsal. Imagine the degree blase I'm having in sucha holiday.

Lord, I wish the time could run faster. I wish. Sigh.