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Sep 25, 2007

i had a dream that i gave jeremy cookies.
so then i wanted to make it come true.
i prepared 4 cookies in the morning and slipped a note in between one cookie. then i put it in a bag. in school when i wait that time, laura and zhenni ate one cookie...-.-" my heart was beating like siao. then finally his bus came and he rushed out of the bus. then i ran after him. 'oeiii! cookiiieeesss!' i said. and he was like 'erm..' and he was rushing. then i put it on his shoulder then he took it. i was very happy. after that, i found out he tore the note into pieces and gave the cookies to samuel. sigh. i thought i would find my note somewhere in the 5/7 dustbin so after school after doing homework i searched the 5/7 dustbin. as in..really dig my hands in all that shit. nope, no note. but i found a pet rocket. i examined it. at one corner it said in thin black marker: SAMTHEGREAT and below JEREMYTHESMART. i found jeremy's and samuel's pet rocket!!! i couldnt believe it. i quickly told jaime who stayed back with me. hahah...we have found their pet rocket. but i feel sad today anyway.
sometimes i wish that boys will be more sensitive and understanding and more caring and romantic . but boys here are un-romantic, not understanding, not caring and totally jian. ohh well...but that doesnt stop me from chasing my love. nothing can stop me.
nothing.

later.
i feel like closing down my blog.
maybe at the end of the week i will.
maybe not.
sigh..
what has gotten over me?? i feel so different. i feel so..
not me.
sometimes i think im too like..nevermind. i'll just let things be for now. anyway, even if i pick on things, nothing will happen. no progress. nevermind nevermind. u wont get what im saying.

suddenly i wanna get the original copy of alice in wonderland. no idea why. im in love with cheshire cat!

From Lewis Carroll's 1865 novel, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland:

"Please, would you tell me," said Alice, a little timidly, ... "why your cat grins like that?"

"It's a Cheshire cat," said the Duchess, "and that's why."

"But I don't want to go among mad people," Alice remarked.

"Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "We're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad."

"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.

"You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn't have come here."

Alice didn't think that proved it at all: however she went on. "And how do you know that you're mad?"

"To begin with," said the Cat, "a dog's not mad. You grant that?"

"I suppose so," said Alice

"Well, then, " the Cat went on, "you see a dog growls when it's angry, and wags its tail when it's pleased. Now I growl when I'm pleased, and wag my tail when I'm angry. Therefore I'm mad."

"Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?"

"That depends a good deal on where you want to get to," said the Cat.

"I don't much care where –" said Alice.

"Then it doesn't matter which way you go," said the Cat.

"– so long as I get somewhere," Alice added as an explanation.

"Oh, you're sure to do that," said the Cat, "if you only walk long enough."