The other day, I realised just how many people actually love me alot.

And I freaking didn't know.
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Hyeon, I'm dying. Why don't we sit down together one day and write out my will? I'll give Stewie to you, okay? So at least Stewie has someone to beat up (Momo), or to sit on (Momo) so that he won't be lonely, and be able to practise for his boxing championship.

And yeah - Momo is Hyeon's stupid golden monkey (who doesn't have a nose) and Stewie is my ever wonderful killer black bear (who has a bow-tie to make himself presentable).

And I say "Killer black" because the colour is killer black, not because he's a killer. I mean, yeah, sure, Stewie can beat Momo to a pulp at any one time, but he can't kill, he doesn't have claws!
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Strained a nerve in the neck the other day, ducking a fly.

Mother Earth. Father Sky.
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Spoke with Yanlin yesterday, and it was pretty heartfelt? Well, I'm bowling like a piece of crap - the only thing that differentiates me from some 3-year-old on the lane, is that I have my own ball, and shoes. And then again, that 3 year-old probably's got the same thing.

Daniel was trying to give me a prep-talk, and I think I flitted in and out of the main intention of the prep-talk. I mean, yeah, I know he's trying to motivate me, and I seriously do appreciate it, but I think that I'm just not serious enough.

And being serious scares me (unless ELDDS people are pissing me off) or other times. But hell - I have to focus. What I truly think, is that if I can focus, well, alot of things can go my way. But how the hell to start?

Yeah, something to munch on when I can't sleep till 4.
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