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I chase time. I chase dream. But will it mean I lose everything in between? Mama says head on, Ayah says stay. Shall I let nature takes its course, knowing that I will not be able to handle its dip of failure. Why do we dream too much in the first place?

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Monday, April 5, 2010
9:47 AM
Butter flying in the stomach, all the best my dear
Had a great time yesterday.. First thing in the morning had prata for breakfast that cause hurricane in the stomach. I'm having one too right now. Somethings wrong with it. Either I ate something wrong every night before or that the cacings are having a blast chewing on my stomach lining. Hoho tak sia-sia I blaja bio yg tak pernah pass. Oops sidetracked abit.. Thanks bby for temaning me(=

Someone wore pink tday and without a doubt u is looking good. I liiiiike.. Currently at a nearby coffeeshop waiting for bby to finish her third interview as a deck officer. I pray she gets it.. Insyallah amin. The day started off pretty bad. Met up with by real late due to traffic and as usual mama's hegeh2. Like daughter like mother. I don't intend to sabotage u in any way so please don't accuse me of indirectly not letting u have a go at this job. That would be the last thing on my mind. What would i get in return? I've supported u all the way, why would I back out nw? Ok my stomach's in pain.. Gtg ciao.