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Thursday, January 1, 2009 | 1:37 PM

I was freaking excited when a friend of mine asked me to go and sorta celebrate the New Year. I was excited. Very much. I mean, Imanites were going. Idk where. But im not in the mood to mix around. Afterall, im working. Haiz. It was such a bad way to welcome 2009. I was at home. All the time. And my hand phone was killing me but im not dead yet, idk why. I wanted to go and watch the fireworks so badly! As bad as wanting to pass my freaking olevel. Or to get into poly. Damn!

My brother got home at 7am. He didnt hurried home after the thingy. Gee. Im a girl with such grudge, man. I need to change. Maybe not. I just need to be outgoing. Chyeah. I dont know why, when im with Imanites, i just cant talk. Or sorta be myself. It's odd. Sometimes, it kills me. Idk.

Oh i love being in a crowd full of strangers cheering and screaming and stuff. You know like, at gigs or concerts. Where nothing matters anymore. Bwhaha. Oke bye. Im still mad.

I WANNA GO TO SEE THE FIREWORKS AND CELEBRATE! ARGH.