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Sunday, June 13, 2010
allowed entry at 11:24 pm

I just realised that I rarely bump into my friends when I'm out.
Weird thing is that I'm out almost everyday.
Maybe it's cause I don't go to crowded places. Or maybe cause I don't wear my contact lens or glasses out anymore.
Neh, whatever.

I dyed my hair again. All of it, the whole head. The cheebai hairstylist who tak sayang mulut said that my hair looks like a puppy.
Compliment or not, I don't care. Still so cheebai.
Then the boy, who accompanied me all the way, had the cheek to laugh. Tsk.
I'm planning to do more highlights. My hair should be more interesting by then, can't fucking wait. I hope the boy won't screw my hair up cause he's gonna do the highlights for me. I don't want my hair to look like his previous green hair; his grass hair! Hahah my God, this was 3 years ago.




Oh how I would kill to have a peace of mind back.
I won't ever forget anything that has happened for the past month or so.
Something went missing from my life and I will never get it back. Thus I can't help but envision what my life would be like if I hadn't made the decisions that I made, if I went the opposite direction.
I wonder how everything will change if I had kept what was rightfully mine.
The idea, the past and you will haunt me everyday. I will never have serenity ever again.