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Sunday, July 22, 2007
So this past week has been a whirlwind so to speak.

Emotions all over, from all directions. Changes in priorities.

Tuesday (or technically Wednesday morning) was the truly the 1st time I'd considered to just stay. Having thoughts put into your mind in the middle of the night is not such a good thing, especially when it makes so much sense at that point of time. But, it took me less than 2 days to revert back to my initial decision, which was to go. And yes, I'm cut on going after mum kinda drilled kinda assertive points into me. The one thing my mum is really good at is putting oneself back on track. I don't know how she does it, but at this point of time where I may be at the crossroads, she pulls me back to reality.

So to bolz, for that lengthy talk which wasted all your saliva (though you already waste your saliva on your late night food cravings), I'm sorry =\

My house IS looking like a warehouse with all the stuff being brought out of 'God-knows-where'. Nevertheless, the house finally has a new TV. All 40 inches of LCD. WOOHOO =D

Together with the 'currently being installed' entertainment system, double WOOHOO!

Mum went for an appointment in the morning and brought back for me 3 tops. It's like I don't have to go shopping anymore to get new clothes. But I guess she's doin' more shopping for me cos' she doesn't want me to be indecently dressed when I go. So erms, thanks mum? Heh. I think she's beginning to understand what I WILL wear. You see, for a period of time she didn't dare buy anythin' for me cos' she was scared that I wouldn't wear what she bought for me. But ever since she got it right, as said by her, "Take the risk lah. If I don't buy now, it'd be gone the next time". That was her answer when I asked her why she dared to get for me a $50 top. Heh.

Next on the list: a new pair of black boots.