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Thursday, May 24, 2007
9:49 PM

i walked out of the house today to catch the bus and all i smelled was haze... oh god, i love the smell of haze... and of new books.. i remember back when i had to buy text books for school, the minute i got home, i'd open up each book and take a huge whiff.. hahahaha.. now i do that with all the story books i buy...
anyways, i was talknig to joey the other day.. and the minute she picked up her phone, i said.... "JOEY AH!!!" and she immediately knew it was me.. it's so nice when people recognise your voice without having to ask who's this.... and when people express enthusiasm when they know it's you on the line..
oooh oooh!! christmas is coming!!! woohoo! i wish camille were here..cos she's the only one that gets excited as i do when i yell christmas is coming!!! everyone normal just says..."ailing, christmas is 7 months away.." i mean... so what?! live a little!
it's ok to not know everything..
it's ok to not fit in with everybody else..
it's ok to let your guard down from time to time..
it's ok to love...
it's ok to be different..
it's ok to not agree with everything someone you love is saying..
it's ok to be vulnerable..
it's ok to be wrong..
it's ok to be who you really are..
it's ok when you're embarassed..
it's ok to take chances..
it's ok to be sad..
it's ok to be elated and crying with joy..
it's ok when you're not always on the ball..
it's ok to be alone, you won't stop living..
it's ok when you love someone more than they love you..


i love the smell of haze...
i love the smell of freshly cut grass..
i love the smell of boiled water..
i love the smell of garlic..
i love the smell of my father's hair tonic..
i love the smell of my house in singapore..
i love the smell of cigerette smoke mixed with cold weather..
i love the smell of new books..
i love the smell of rain water mixed with soil..
i love the smell of medicated oil..
i love the smell of a newly renovated house..
i love the smell of freshly baked famous amos cookies..
i love the smell of baby powder..
i love the smell of instant noodles boiling..
i love the smell of mashed potatoes..
i love the smell of the sea..


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