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{ Dreamer }
Definition:

1. a person who dreams.

2. a person who lives in a world of fantasy; one who is impractical and unrealistic.

3. a person whose ideas or projects are considered audacious or highly speculative; visionary.
{ Marianne }

The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.
It was always you.

{ Past. }

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{ Tuesday, June 9, 2009 }

Note: Today's entry has absolutely NO link to the title of the entry. I'm feeling weird.

Meeting khairul hakim for breakfast was probably the BEST part of the day today (: Chill out just like old times. With Khai, I can be myself :D GOOD FRIEND HELLO (: He's like LOVE SICK. Because his gf is in TURRRRRKEY. LOL.

Anyways, finally recorded LMFP. Like 69 times! That's how bad I am. Screw up 68 times.

I've been doing stats almost the whole day while watching Grey's Anatomy during breaks and listening to Jason Mraz. I'm tired and nothing else is going into my brain. Can I stop studying now?

I'm feeling kind of satisfied I guess (: I've heard more positive comments about my songs than negative comments. I should be on the right track shouldn't I? HAHA, so I feel like now's the right time to record them PROPERLY.

Hmmm, I just realised talking to a few guys that I dont really understand them anymore. I dont understand guys these days. SERIOUSLY. Is it me or is the guys these days?
Anyway, good luck for stats tomorrow people (: Then freeeeedom for a while.

I'm thinking of getting a night job since I've been such a brainless spendthrift in my past life. LOL. Should I? HMMMMM but as what right? HAHA.

I want to play guitar.

& sing sang sung, drink drank drunk, wink wank wunk


{ fin }