From My Heart, Through My Eyes, To These Words
James
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I never wanted to be 'one of those'. Marching to a different tune and singing to a different song, this is, yours sincerely, Me.

Talk No More
Monday, April 18, 2005 @ long time
It's been a long time since I last posted...It's going to be a week if I don't post now... haha...

Hmm...Been working the last 2 days for Ananda Travel at Suntec City. A crap job I tell you. To put it in short, they paid Yilong, Weng Kian and myself to have fun. Haha...

Organizing the bungalow has still been a tiring and fustrating job. Now I know why most people suggested it, but nobody organized it. Haha...Oh well, money, I guess, will always be a problem... More begging to come then...lol...

Well, going to collect the rest of the money tomorrow. Hope the people who pay up will at the very least help to clear the bungalow cost. Haiz...

Meeting Bernard and the rest of my Sunday morning soccer gang to play street soccer tomorrow. I haven't played street for quite some time now...hope my legs don't fail me tomorrow morning.

-End of a Fustrated Entry-
Jamesim07

The Way I Live - James

Manners would make a man
Apologies, to things can mend
Thank for what gets grant
Plead for what you want

Actions define your class,
Only from the heart it should be,
Instincts that reflects thee,
Hypocrites will finish last.

Do unto others,
What you would others do unto you,
But seek revenge,
And it only begets,
Another avenge.



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