YThursday, January 11, 2007
haha. i realised my last post was dated last year. today, we are 12 days into 2007. i can still remember the fireworks we watched 12 nights ago at marina... while everyone was screaming and "wooting", i was so seduced by the display that my mind went ablank. but i was happy. if i could, i'd want to watch it all again and not think of anything.
some things at school are so bad that i can cry. i mean, if i wasnt mentally stable i would have broken down. i havent shed tears amid being stabbed in the back but before i sleep, i think about it. even dad's so stressed that he cursed quite a fair bit in his sleep. he has his own freelance deals to be pissed about. like mine, his situation involves backstabbing. but his is scarier cos the person who backstabbed him doesnt know him but is a fraudster who tells clients that he had worked with my dad and painted a negative picture of him. it's amazing how business rivals would stoop to such unscrupulous means just to steal a deal.
disgusting.
cai was here with you at