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Friday, April 01, 2005 @ 4:06 pm
I am pissed. I know I shouldn't question stuff like 'Why is this happening to me?' or 'Why are some people like that?'.. that's what my driver told me anyway. he's very philosophical, talks like he's giving those kinda motivational talks. errgh. anyway, I forced myself to listen, even when my favourite song was playing on the radio... he told me that he had the same probs as I did when he was young. they ALL say that, even mrs woodhull, who wants me to keep in touch with her, coz' she wants to know how I'll fail in life. well, that's my guess anyway. She said she just wants to know how I'll bring up my kids because my thinking was similar to hers, but in the end, she raised her daughter the same way her mother raised her. *crosses fingers*
Sometimes I wonder how attractive people handle those sicko perverts who call 'em up all day just to 'talk'. My goodness. When I was handing out the Pelangi school dedications, I was laughing at their despo messages, all guys obviously. They're so thick that they can't even spell their dream girl's name properly. Proves how important they are in their lives huh? Furthur proof that, hey, looks really do matter in today's world. Unless you're a genius or whatnot, or you modify other people's hard-earned ideas, like Bill Gates, a.k.a. that guy who doesn't know WHAT to do with all his money. Hmm, money. Today, my grandaunt asked me to call up the bank and ask for her letter. I tried to explain that these kinda letters don't come like, every month, but she was like, 'No, no, it's been so long..' What I'm afraid is that if I let her call, she might get cheated or something. You know, these oldies are kinda like kids, right?
today's cf meet. was interesting. I'm not one of 'em cf-ers, but I was there to handle the whole PA thing. turns out little adeline's bass wire was <----------> this short, [haha, ok, I'm exaggerating on that one] so she had to play by the PA with Mercy holding the chords for her. That IS her real name, by the way. Cool, huh? She's Sarah's kuzz & gosh, they both look alike! Ah yes, I've made a startling discovery about myself during cf too.. I suck at drumming. lol. I mean, yeah, I was using a hanger & my hand to do it, but still I think I suck as a beginner, even with a few kindred spirits teaching me what to play & when. Looks like I'll have to check that off my dream job list. Anyhoo, Sarah's borrowed guitar is nicely hibernating in my room till Mon, when I will bring it to school for her. Wonder if yong's gonna bash me up for that. :P

One more mile
One more kiss
One more word
One more wish
And love will save us
This I know
From this place called Jericho
Hilary Duff + Jericho

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