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Wednesday, August 17, 2005, 10:00 PM

hmm.. sometimes.. friends might say, "randy, ni xiang tai duo le" which means i think too much.. often i will think of what will i be in the future.. my job.. what will i do.. what will happen to me.. my life? long way to go.. and i wonder.. what will i do if i left 2 years.. to live.. what will i think.. what will i want to do.. .. .

attended class at 10.. then i went jogging with raf after our lunch.. i did sort of a crach course.. in order to get myself ready for the reopening of sports complex.. arh whatever. just wanna say it's been quite awhile since i last jogged.. felt quite tired.. i felt abit moody too.. thinking.. everywhere i go.. maybe im crazy.. mid sessional exam coming.. in like.. a few weeks. scary huh? well. what to do. then played table tennis awhile.. just a noob.. played badminton too.. just for a few minutes.. rested for 1/2 hr.. and went to take a bath.. hmm i'll skip the band rehearsal part.. band is just lots of fun.. went home a little early.. 850.. going to to study later.. will ba.. printing out the invitation cards too.. ibm tickets got to sell more..

sometimes he wonder why will he think of her... there's just a tickling pain in his heart.. sorri, can't describe this feeling in details.. have to experience it ur own.. sometimes... it feels good to miss someone.. but other times.. it's the opposite.. the bad thing to be a guy is that.. he can't figure out what she is thinking... or feeling.. can't help her... can't this can't that.. hais... . he got no clue of anything.. maybe his heart is just like a stone.. or he can't get the clues.. or this.. or that.. so many possiblities.. his days past just like that, day by day.. clueless.. crazy.. something wrong with him.. his friends can just slip thru the exam marks.. he failed.. or he will get just a mere passed.. or something lower than distinction.... he wants to be successful in the future.. but now.. ? something is missing out in his life.. .. maybe he will even stay like this forever.. . sometimes he tried to cry.. tears just won't come out.. tears rolled down.. often in the past.. maybe that's why.. he feels like crying to the song.. ai wo hai shi ta.. hai.. ta de xin hen tong.. hen shang xin..


RANDY!



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