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Usually have a lot of things to say. Just no mood to blog. =x
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You know I'm either terribly stressed or terribly messed up when I come to blogger more often than usual.
It's raining heavily. Rain and I have a stinky relationship. I like rain 'cos it's not hot. I perspire easily when hot. But I hate rain 'cos there's rain and you can't go anywhere and I don't like the sound of raindrops and it's too cold and it depresses me like it's armageddon approaching. And the birds will have no where to go and the animals must hide and shiver behind their coated fur. And I hate rain when I'm alone at home. Makes me feel worse. triggering Mr Ng HS |
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