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Thursday, September 20, 2007
talked to crazy friend all night and only turned in at six this morn.
before i slept i went to the toilet and my dad thought i just woke up when i haven't even sleep.
tell me im crazy, my whole body alarm clock's screwed.
anyway it was an amazing phone call and im glad we talked (:

many ppl are at her wake now.
i wouldn't go, cos after all i didn't know her.
but im sure she has touched so many lives, it's a loss.
this is all so foreign and weird.
i wouldn't say this affected me greatly since i still carry on doing my normal day activities.
but yes, even as a stranger i felt something.
i can't imagine how it's like for those who actually know her, all her family and relatives.


you and your fairy tales make me smile from deep within.