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KEEPING MY SANITY

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I believe that many people have reasons why they write in diaries/journals/blogs.:P Hey, I can even list some of those here pretty easy: 1."I just love writing. It's my hobby." 2.I think too much. If I don't do something really constructive and productive about it, I am afraid that my poor head will soon explode!*big evil grin* 3."I write better than I talk, and I don't feel like wasting other people's precious time listening (and waiting impatiently) to my stutterings. That's awfully embarrassing!" 4."Not everybody in the world can always accept brutal honesty. That's what I am truly aware of." 5."I feel that the world is slowly lacking sympathy.:( Still, you know what to do when nobody bothers to at least spend a little time to listen to your problems." 6."I can be my own heroine in my own storybook!";D 7.... ...and the list could go on forever. However, I'd like to sum it all up with my own reason these days: "This is my way of keeping my sanity." ......................... *big evil grin* Yes, people. That's right. I am seriously addicted to writing. This has been my therapy. You may and may not like what I write in here. That is truly up to you. Besides, I am just here to present my point of view. So, welcome to my world. The Author

NICK, TIGER, AND STRAWBERRY JUICE :P

11/21/2007

I've started today with this big smile on my face all day.:D
I just talked to both Tiger and Nick --- online!:D What could be better than that?
Well, too bad Tiger doesn't own a webcam there, so I still couldn't see him live online.:P But still, it felt so damn good to talk to him again. It always does.:D
And Nick, I'll be happy if you ever really get to visit me here.;) You're my pal, and I'll be glad to welcome you in my hometown. So, I hope that time will come soon enough.
I've also visited the bank again to save some of the money given by Tiger.:P I must save some of my important assets --- eventhough just a little, regarding these days. You see, I hardly shop anymore. I seldom go out as well. Boring, huh?*rolls eyes*
And believe it or not, I've just consumed...*gulps* left-over from the costumer this afternoon.:| You might think that's tad gross, but some dude just complained about the sugar in his strawberry juice. ("No, Sir. We didn't put the sugar in it, just like you asked."*scoffs*) In the end, we'd had to make him another and that two-third glass belonged to me.:P I just hated to see it have to go to waste.
*deep sigh* Well, what can I say? There's nothing so utterly glamourous (sp?) about my life these days.*shrugs* I'm just an ordinary girl from a slum area, trying to gain my way to success.
And this girl desperately needs a new, more stable job.:P