| March, 24, 2001 | ||||||||||||
| I can be doing something else right now but I feel like doing this even though my web site is definitely not the most popular one on the planet. I do not feel too good today. My health ain't so good but it is much better now. I had a relapse of bronchial asthma. Had to use the inhaler and take the medicines along with its side effect. Yesterday's duty wasn't done as perfectly as I wanted. I could not get out of the home as I want after dismount as the unit had to test its phone lines. Thank god, we do not need to return to camp after the phonecall. As you may have noticed by now, I never really write my feeling much. There are 2 reasons to this- 1)the more personal days are actually in my paper diary and 2)No one ever taught me how to feel my feelings. All that I know is that each day I have something to do. And things that I decide to do for myself and cause change/s are things that matters. I will keep this entry short just for kicks. First thing, this day is damn hot. There is nothing particularly interesting to this day. Except when I logged on and chatted in the FM933 Chat Room. I did what I had wrote yesterday, said the rumour about Stef Sun Smoking Cigarettes to the chat room. The reaction was not as extreme as I had anticipated. Although this girl asked me whether it was true and then the chat went on. Went on as in talk about other things. I found the chat very enjoyable as we had quite a lot of things in common. I was very happy to learn that her favourite song was Faye Wong's "Eyes On Me" I chat with a total of 4 people if I remember correctly. And I asked every single one of them to view my face by my web site. Very happy to learn that the girl with common interests said my looks are good. Night. Told mum the rumour about Stef Sun Smoking Cigarettes. She said that it was quite common. But what I felt was that she is not the type. Of course, the friends at camp remarked that my impression of her is shattered. I am of course old enough and seen enough people who smoke cigarettes. But still it is hard to accept this possiblity as she is still my dream girl. I got to have something to dream about as I am very human. I must make sure all parts and sides of my very self being is fulfilled. Okay, sleep time. |
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