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Friday, August 24, 2007

i guess i will just go SLACKY every time i feel the stress...
when i was trying to sleep my mind just pictured myself on stage doing a stand up comedy!
isn't that weird or wad... was thinking to myself whether that routine and punchline is funny...
hrrhrr somehow i cant gauge my humor anymore.
either i am LAME or MORE LAME... :(

i manage to watch the first ep GREY'S season 3!!
the ep where issie got stuck on the floor...
i totally felt how izzit like to be stuck on the floor... maybe 65%!
somehow u got sucked in and u go slow motion but every thing ard you is fast moving...
and all u wanna do is to go back to the past BUT you cant...
the word is HELPLESS...
yey felt that when i had my HSP... and believe me there are nights that i cried so hard that there was no tears coming out. i was just stuck there on the floor [just that i got a bed in between me and the floor hrr... counted la]
kk time to sleep my brain seems to be NOT working... morning@

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