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the awful truth
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you know you are still very bitter and full of resentment and still quite not over him when you start screaming to joan jett's "i hate myself for loving you" and alanis morrisette's "you oughta know" in the lift, complete with furious air-guitaring and frantic head-shaking.

and you still check back on his relevant websites ( he's almost a public figure, especially after the Asian games ) on a regular basis. when i say regular, i mean hourly.

obsession? very likely.

but its getting better now.. i'm getting there.

i'm looking forward to the day when i can start humming along to songs like the postal service's "such great heights" and joss stone's "super duper love" with wild abandon.

for now i'll stick to my staple of angsty fuck-you-bastard-die!!!! music, and an almost unhealthy dose of mariah carey's "all i want for christmas is you" and.... *gasp* wham's "last christmas"

LOL.

i know! so cheesy right??? but they just put me in a festive mood =)

my colleagues have been so irritated by my playing of last christmas on repeat that i received a warning letter.. HAHHA!

can't wait for christmas. who knows, maybe someone might sweep me off my feet just before christmas and we'll embrace under the (artificial) mistletoe after a moving midnight mass in some cathedral.

then maybe 2006 won't be so bad after all.

if not, well, i can always curl up in front of the sofa with my annual christmas ritual of unhealthy snacks+ a DVD of Love Actually.

damn i love that show! but you all know that already.