i realise i actually spend alot of time doing pretty useless stuff.

i was looking through my old inbox that day, reading old emails, looking at funny jellypulp-y usernames.
wifey reminded me that words are cheap.
i should stop reading cheap words which will never be fulfilled in reality.

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i was so tempted to pon ns anat lect today after the very depressing mgc test. but i didnt, because i'd already ponned too many things this week.
ended up sitting next to someone from class, who had that scent on.
oh, of cos i remember it. how could i not.
its the same scent, once so familiar, once so endearing.
i kind of twitched in my seat because its been a long time since i've smelt that scent on anyone.
but that person used a little too much, so it was kind of overwhelming me the entire lecture.
ah, well. the traces of the past.

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bladders was in my room when a window popped up on my laptop.

me: who's it?

bladders: your girlfriend/wifey/whatever/cheryl.

me: oh. its prob an old msg. just leave it. i'll msg her later.

bladders: oh so what is she ah?

me: she's my wifey didnt you know? we're almost official. lol. which means, i might as well become les.

bladders: yay, then all the guys in the world will rejoice if you're les.

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people look at me like i'm queer when they know wifey and i study together with our webcams on. in 2 different countries. lol.
WIFEY THIS IS DAMN FUNNY LAH LOL.

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i'm trying to hang on.

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hello, cynic.
(says it at the wanton mee stall)

well, hello stranger.
(says me in my life now)

♥ fancy pink
in vintage.