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Thursday, April 13, 2006

its on these days <

it's great to be touching the keyboard once again. been reaching home at ungodly hours the last few days, chionging homework then hitting the beds. boy am i drained.


trainings are a killer. you know you havent been training since june & youre like really super duper wuper rusty. who can you blame but yourself? you could have chosen a less challenging cca, tried out a new one, but nooo, this retarded you have to go back to a game which you knew you would strike out everytime you hit the courts. & you still claim you are smart, way to go miss gan, way to go. do you really wna go back to the way you were, when tears were all that made up your life, wonderful choice girl, really wuper wonderful.

aiming for straight 'A's? do you really think you can do it huh? you dont understand a single shit, & yet you still dont make the effort to clarify your doubts right? give yourself a slap & wake up. you know what it takes, what are you? lazy? dont give a stupid excuse lahh.



if life is supposed to be a wonderful experience, why does it feel like hell to me. it's freaking hard to go around merrily & all, while my head is just drowning with all these. it's times like these when i miss kevin, he was the one who without fail will make my day, will pick me up even when im at rock bottom, will be there shooting the most wonderful advice to me, the one who i pore my heart out to.dearest bester, i miss you so ):


sometimes i wish i never set myself a target, so that when i see at least a bit of results, i'll be happy. sometimes i wish nobody expected me to get wonderful grades, so when i screw up, i wont feel that bad compared to when everyone's disapointed in me. sometimes i wish nobody would expect me to be someone better than i am, im not perfect, just accept that.




this post is fcuking stupid. RAAAWR.
and i am fcuking stupid.













thank You Lord, for solutions


throw me a lifeline
8:38 PM

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