sweet= sugar rush. bitter= ??

It's been a long time since i sign in to msn hoping to see a particular person online. i've missed his presence in my life, yet sms-ing is too taxing. It's more like digging in an already-empty trench, less like playing with fire. No element of danger involved, just monotonous repetition. There are many push and pull factors; i push but i get pulled back, not by him but by other forces. I'm struggling. He will understand my struggle, if only i can get to him. But no, he's not online.

Some words are best left unsaid, while some others must be said. Then again, words, when too few, cause attempted conversations to fall flat in our faces. The resultant ouch factor is mandatory.

How to deal?

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I woke up to the latest copy of CLEO on my sister's bed.
Spent an hour just browsing through the pages and realising how ill-informed i've been, lately. Okay lah to be fair i haven been very well-informed to begin with.

There are a couple of products i wanna lay my hands on, plus a couple of shops i would wanna step into. I sigh when i see my wardrobe. I'm sure you sigh when you see the occasional pictures of my outfit too. Major sighh.

So many things to do, to buy, to think about. Making lists could help, but as of now the numerous lists just confuse me further.

Anw, magazines nowadays can offer much more entertainment than in the past, because they direct you to many relevant websites. Each website can take up 15mins of your time. Capable.

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I.need.my.dose.of.girlfriendship.