I hate and love. You ask, perhaps how that can be? I know not, but I feel the agony.

Before I return to sleep… There are some things that deserved to be mentioned like:

1) I’ve gotten ZKQ’s msn/email/friendster address through a mutual friend of ours. Now, all is left and required of me would be a wicked plan of strategy to have him fall to my feet worship me.

2) I am determined to eat less chocolates, more greens and that daily 4 portions of fruits! And while at that run more with JW to become the once hot bod me! ZKQ like small cute girls and I am the furthest away from that right now. And to reduce intake of alcohol (Erm, till after I finish the bottles of beer in my fridge?) as well.

3) Clarify intentions to JW. I seriously think he likes me. OH GOD. Now, that’s hard for me to handle. I was sleeping soundly (I last recall) till I felt a hand across me, hugging me? I know I ought to have just pretended to extradicate myself but I am such a whore for hugs. What I really would have wanted would be Boy Little hugging me to sleep instead. Or ZKQ for that matter. Not my good pal whom I don’t even call brother. Ah Zhen I am fine though.