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Wednesday, September 16, 2009



Insomia strikes again!
I feel kinda tired and giddy but feel wide awake once im on the bed.
Why does this happens?
After 2 days of battling the sickness, i have to be back on my feet for work
again tml!


Life cant be any tougher than this.
At least i hope im as healthy as a cow by the time the sun rises.




Life's kinda tiring at the age of 21.
As i screw my secondary school years, i bet my life is tougher than any of my school mates
back then.
Working as a part timer back in the olden days, i always dream of earning my first 1k.
Now that i did earn a minmum of 1k per month, i so realise it wasnt enough!!
Not sufficient to support my necessecities, let alone my desires!
Finally, i fully comprehen what Sammie meant when she felt tired of life, tired of the complications, tired of the insufficient moolahs at all times. Bloody exhuasting!

I read tons of real life inspiring stories...
Guess its time for bed!

Oyasuminasai!

Running tru the monsoon