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Friday, June 23, 2006

its past midnight n my home is still bustling wif noise. parents' friends are here to gamble. making loadsa noise. cant wait for someone to complain to the guards n get em chased out so tt i can have some peace n quiet. i'm soo evil eh?! hehe.

the balls of my feet hurt like hell man. aft every session of dancesport, the balls are sure to hurt. currently training for the KL comp on 15 july.. juz 3 weeks to go. argh. so yea, intense training.. well.. actually not tt intense... melvin trust us to be hardworking n to pract on our own. so yea, without the stress frm our instructor, i doubt we'll be tt hardworking.. lionel n i tt is.. not sure abt the others. hsueh min is by far the most hardworking i dare say. jy axel hm jeremey n i stayed back till 10, n hsueh min juz keeps going. my feet were hurting so much i cld barely walk. seriously wonder how she does it. axel n jinyi kept teasing abt lionel n i.. kinda getting on my nerves.. but aaahh weell.. used to it. had been like tis since.. yr 1? they juz dont understand the meaning of best friends or buddies.

had been arguing wif him.. every single time we're on the fone. miss those days wen we juz crapped n talk abt nutting n everything. almost cried last nite.. stopped myself of coz.. not worth wasting my tears. he's been working.. going to n fro frm the company to his camp every night. its madness! den wen i asked if we can meet, he'll be at the company. there's barely time for us la! wad abt US? i see a future of him not having time for me..

wad abt wen we get married? will i be one of those wifes who stayed home till late at night hoping to catch a glimpse of their husband coming back frm work? den they'll be soo tired they'll juz walk strght to bed without saying a word to their wife. den she'll sooo pathetically join him in bed... n wake up to see him gone, back to work. no kisses or hugs frm him.. no more sweet talking.. AHHHHH!! the horrors of marriage!! argh.

i juz miss him.. miss him like hell. wads happening is killing me. wanna find a way out. =(