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Tuesday, February 15, 2005

Doesn't a normal handphone plan allow a user to make an outgoing phone call? It has gotten cheaper with Starhub's per second billing. Thinking of switching over when my contract ends. According to their studies, an average user makes an average 23 seconds outgoing call. You save alot if you believe in what they say...

Thanks Eugene, kiat and chloe for the leftover-murtabak. It taste like normal plain bread with my nose blocked.

Moodswings are characterised by a sudden change in tone, body language and the oncoming of this weird weird feeling. The world around you turns rather dark. It gets worse when the darkness grows and threatens to swallow you as you back yourself into this small circle of light. You panic as the radius of this circle decreases by the second. The feeling of suffocating gets heavier and as you pant away, you realise hope has left you, your love one has left you, your friends have left you... all you have left is this tiny dot of light on which you stand upon. Before you know it, the last ray has been shut out from you. "but i tried..."

i hate being sick. this time it's common flu. it was so bad i couldn't sleep last night. toss and turned in bed, sneezing my mucus out, struggling with the pain in the throat as i tried to swallow a few millilitres of water. i finally got some rest at 7am. phew. it's horrible. i dun remember sweating so much in bed...

Eugene is leaving tomorrow. =(

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