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This is your destiny
Superhuman

You changed my whole life
Don't know what your doing to me with your love
I'm feeling all Superhuman
You did that to me
Super human heart beats in me
Nothing can stop me here with you, superhuman



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theres an intruder in my house! LOL. if possible, i'll upload a photo of him. LOL. well well. i'm having off for the next 2 days. haha. i too lousy and they dont need me. hahaha. just as well. who cares la. i hate speaking to customers. like seriously. i rather do my work quietly. and today, everyone's calling my name. 'baoyi, come do this.' 'baoyi, learn from auntie how to pack.' baoyi this baoyi that. rah. and they all speak in chinese. TOTALLY CHINESE. and sometimes, i dont know what they talking about. so i'll be like, huh? then i'll look like a total retard. LOL. they speak in dialects too. but i do understand cantonese la. lol. i know these few days my posts are short. but well, nothing to update about ma. -.- oh ya. i received a birthday card from my mao mei. haha. thanks a lot yeah? =D

its said that once a person gets jealous, he/she will get uglier. i guess i'm a monster now. and i also dont know why i'm suddenly so frank with my feelings. probably because i reckon you wont visit my blog that often. thats why i dare to blog about this. well, i dont know what i'm thinking. theres so much on my mind. and theres no longer right or wrong to me. everything is, grey. and dark...

edited/: thats the intruder. mr oreo. LOL.

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♥ Saturday, January 19, 2008
11:20 PM