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Friday, July 28, 2006
who0pie!

ok.ferst of all. i dunoe if i am feeling sad or happy. sad because 2 of my friends are heartbroken. one is my dearest shazie and the other is mark. their problem is so complicating. it is also the reason why i chose to lead a single life rather than committing myself to a relationship. ok. there are the pros and cons. but being single is like the best! i've been single for like...ermmz... almost 2yrs? i dun even remember. but i'm loving it. However, hearing shaz and mark story. being single or attached....sucks! everytime i meet ery. WE will be like." i want a boyfriend".hahakz! ok. sumtymes being lonely really sucks. especially me. only child. urgh. you got noone else to run to except your bestfren. or. you just keep to yourself. having a boyfriend can also be a pain in the ass. i hate to fall in love. but i want to fall in love. am i contradicting myself? all those useless tears. everyone seems to be so emo. bleargh!

Mark was so emo. i hate it. it was so not him. too quiet. i told him to come along to the SHL meeting. it sumhow make him smile again. Shazie was in tears. i guess. fairytales are not true. When you found your prince charming. he turns out to be not so charming at all.get me? Me and shaz used to talk bout all this fairytales and stuff. how our prince charming would pick us up in a 10 door limo. it sounds so flawless. perfect. but now that she found her prince charming. it wasn't the perfect ending. love sucks!

i am supposed to be happy. the cute security i've been talking about in my previous blogs. finally asked for my number. wo0oo! ok. i went town with ed to look for sammy's b'dae present. i reach home like 11+pm. i turned off my ipod and walk past the security hse. there was no him. so i walk up the stairs. and there he was. with this guy. act cool. i walk past them. then i heard the guy call out to me. i couldn't hear what he said. so i came closer. then he said that his fren(the security) wants my no. i looked at him. he smiled. then he asked whether he could have my no. i was like....duh! ahhahahahkz! and yeah. then i chatted with them fer awhile. den i left coz it was midnite oreadies. and here i am. a long blog today.

i wana thanx ed for treating me. the fried mars bar were good! i loikee! i wana say to shaz and mark. cheer up guys. patience is the key.hahakz! like real onie ida. but yeah. when u feeling emo again. you can always come to me! i lend you a shoulder to cry on.ok? i love u guys! ok.take cares. cheers mate!


yours truly,
ida