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Monday, November 2, 2009
Warm warm chicken shit
There is this saying "Hangat hangat tai ayam", which means the spirit or commitment in doing something is only temporary.

Why I say that?

1. Because my passion is fleeting away. I'm LOOKING EVERYWHERE for it to come. But It's nowhere to be found. I love nothing except eat, sleep and exercise. I love my work but not passionate about it. I love what I'm studying but not enough to be passionate about it. Most of it are like chores and demands from a grown up world. Where is passion? I need breakthroughs.

2. I have no romance. Romance and passion are alike I guess. The Previous Man (TPM) won't let go. I'm coping to let go. TPM wants us to be together. I want us to be together. I'm good with us being together. Apparently one of TPM's attributes ban us from being together. TPM told me about a month ago. Ever since, I lost my romance. I blame him for it. I'm trying to let him go. I'm letting him go. I'm sick of US, our Romance. I'm sick of the lies. Sick of cant do attitude. Someone give me a man.

3. Challenging business. Challenging because all the people I'm working with are warmwarmchickenshit.

4. All the friends I expected to hear from disappeared. And finally, I reached my wit's end trying to keep contacts. Warmwarmchickenshit friendships too. I gave up on bffs.
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