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Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Needy. @ 1:49 AM


A partner is never needy unless bromance happens and he/she turns needy in order to get that little assurance, affirmation, attention , or whatever for the other partner.

- suie.

I have to congratulate myself for randomly reading through two chapters of my FMS. Which is like up & coming on Friday.

Have this crazy craving for caffeine. Particularly Vanilla Latte from Starbucks. But i am just plain to lazy to go grab it. -.- Goodness.
{I'd prolly just run to 7-eleven to get some substitute for it.}

Boyfriend have been ignoring me because of War-crafts. Talk about it when you first have him giving up the game, switching off the comp for you. And definitely not having you seeing the sunset alone as he walks away with his mates. {Just quoting} :)

I have been semi-stressed, Busy, bored and filled with tons of things to do, but then you just don't feel like doing. Man. This feeling kinda sucked.

Okay, enough of my randomness, gotta run and get dinner before i turn into some starving monster. Toodles.

P.s: i love what i do, but i couldn't do and i begun not to regconise myself.

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