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Yay. I finally found out why my friend was pissed with me, and it really was just a misunderstanding. A *misunderstanding*! I did not wrongly accuse anyone of anything. No gross unjustification. Granted, I haven't spoken to that friend of mine, but that's ok. I'm sure things will clear up ok.
For the few days since I found out about the pissed-off state of my friend, I've been kinda low. But it's only now, when I've gotten to the bottom of things that I actually realise how upset I really was. Hmn. Girl, you really gotta learn how to take things easy.
This week has generally been a lousy one. Because I was so caught up in doing stuff for Chye, I neglected my work (and still am, but for rather more different reasons). As a result I gave a lousy, slip-shod and on the whole very confused presentation, my first for the sem (what a wonderful start) - so it can be imagined what kind of effect that had on my self-worth.
On the same day I lost my phone, partly because I was late for class and in such a rush, but mostly because I am a hopelessly careless person. It's not the phone I'm upset about, but really my stored messages and the pics that I'd taken -it's a Nokia 6610i, by no means the most coveted electronic device this side of town, but I suppose the FREE calls couldn't hurt (to the person who subscribes to the "finders keepers" maxim: the karma police will come and get you), especially if that person is a foreign student. And neither would getting a coupla extra bucks at the second-hand cell-phone shop down at Toa Payoh, either.
And this week, TWO incidents regarding the iffy, touchy topic of FRIENDSHIP. Once I was accused of unfairly siding with my friends. And today, I was informed that I hurt someone's feelings. And I had absolutely no idea. The fact that this took place in the realm which you, dear hypothetical reader, are now in must have something to do with it. -_-;
Then there's the issue of my hair - suffice to say that it was a tactical error to try and save money by getting it cut and dyed separately.
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So this is it. I succumbed. For the longest time I've been trying to avoid joining the disposability and ubiquity of modernness in the form of the personal web log, but in the end convenience, speed and the need to relieve myself of random thoughts proved too strong to resist.
