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addictive
I throw all of your stuff away. I’m gonna clear you out of my head. I tear you out of my heart.
And ignore all your messages. I tell everyone we are through. 'Cause I'm so much better without you.
But it’s just another pretty lie. 'Cause I break down.
Every time you come around. So how did you get here under my skin? I swore that I'd never let you back in.
Should have known better in trying to let you go. 'Cause here we go go go again.
Hard as I try I know I can't quit. Something about you is so addictive.
We're falling together. you'd think that by now I'd know. cause here we go go go again.


Friday, May 29, 2009, 1:48 AM
a new beginning.

i spent my Monday spring-cleaning my room because my dear parents decided to rearrange my room during my hk trip. i think it's just an elaborate plot to get me to clean my room, actually.

but it worked. i got so fed up with cleaning, i just started to chuck almost every useless thing i have kept in the past, hoping / thinking they will be useful one day but of course they never was.

haven't finished but i made excellent progress that day. will continue the spring cleaning when i have a whole day off at home again!

anyway, did i mention? I love handwritten letters, notes and postcards. I love receiving them and reading the messages on them, it brings back memories and its just so thoughtful. I still remember passing notes in class! HAHAHA. Now that we have mobile phones and Internet, it just isn't the same anymore. Of course an SMS and/or email can still be very meaningful and sweet, but it somehow doesn't have the same effect a handwritten letter has, to me at least. I kept almost all the letters, cards and notes I've received all these years, and I had a great time re-reading them on Mon :) thank you to everybody who has written a note / letter / postcard to me before, even if its just festival greetings!

btw, if you still don't know & am interested, i am no longer working at Botanic Gardens! No more sitting at the counter, feeding the mosquitoes, reading books, doing everything i can to pass the time, doing word search and/or Suduko, while sneaking peeks at the clock every few minutes or so. At least serving customers is something you look forward to there, because most of the time, you'll be really glad when somebody calls in or ask you something.

I found another part-time job which is really quite part time because even when i do all the shifts per week, the pay doesn't amount to much. But I don't mind as much as I used to, because this job is near my hse (within walking distance) & there's work to do there so time passes quite fast :)

Besides, at this age, i'm lucky that i don't have to work to support my family. As long as my pay covers my mobile phone bills, my expenses and i have at least half left for savings, I'm happy. you spend what you earn. since i earn less, i shall jus spend less!

But! if you know of any part-time and ad hoc jobs, pls let me know! i would appreciate it a lot! :)