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Wednesday, December 06, 2006

okay. get ready to hear me rant. i'm pissed right now. maybe just for this split second. so thanks for hearing me.

i've exhausted what i have already. and i ain't gonna break into it any further. darn it. i got a bad feeling. totally sick and tired of asking and having to reason. wth. hello?? this isn't 1950s when fishball noodles cost only 50cents. and i'm not a kid anymore. i don't wanna be cooped up at home. sitting in front of my lappy. !!!!! i know you don't trust me like you say you do. it's like full of crap sometimes. and i don't know what are you driving at? all plain talking. no actions.

seriously, what jiaolian said today was kinda true. lol. but i'm sure there's a pure and good heart in the most i-don't-know-how-to-explain kind of person. x) i believe so, and i can see that sometimes. ah whatever, we are a team and we work like one. X)
and i don't mind being the goalie of the team.

EAT TO LIVE. EAT TO LIVE. EAT TO LIVE. EAT TO LIVE. and not live to eat.
RAH !