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Monday, January 29, 2007

life, is fragile.

so why am i stuck in the lab doing some lame-ass assignment. what if i die tmr? who will freaking care about a service journalism?!?

will Nana remember what i asked her to do for me? will she really remember that i want to be dressed in a nice gown, with colourful tulips surrounding me?

will he come to my funeral?

actually, would i want him to come?

i duno.

life. is so tiring.

the world is just moving so fast. we don't have time to stop and breathe.

we go through the motions, and then we die.

ca c'est la vie?


1:26 PM