| Sunday, March 19, 2006 |
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okay. boring boring boring. keep having stomachaches. diarrhoea. or maybe it's just gastric. whatever. tired.. all the late nights and sleeping at 5+am yet waking at 11+am is killing me. i need lots of sleep. i'm serious. LOTS. and lots.. and lots. =D stupid retard says i pig. sleep til so late. darn you. you then pig sia. sleep til later than me i also never say anything. wah lao. only today i woke up at 2 lor.. usually i'm awake by 1. heee.. kinda lost interest in blogging again.. zzzzz. it's getting boring.. sorry i haven't been to visit all ya blogs. tired, busy.. or just no mood i guess.. sorry.. i'm tired.. tired of going out.. tired of staying at home. (i'm contradicting myself sia.) tired of waiting for school to start.. tired of doing nothing. tired of reading. tired of watching tv.. tired of being bored. and most of all, tired of being alone. what do i want from you? what do i want from you.. it's pretty simple. i want you.. to like me for me. not how i look like, not how well i play pool or how well i chat with ya. or some other stupid things. me. is that so much to ask for? sighs. forget it. just forget it. y'noe. i wish we'd never met. thanks for being there when i needed someone. i owe you that. i hate it when i start crying. i've always prided myself on being so strong, y'noe.. so in control of my feelings.. my emotions. yet lately i can't seem to control the tears. they just flow.. this past month or so has been horrible. cried at least what? once a week? yet yesterday was the most i've cried so far.. which wasn't exactly that long. like a couple of minutes only. i've always envied girls who cry like water taps like that. i can't seem to do that. the most i cry for is 1o min i think. or maybe 15. =X yesterday.. gosh. yesterday was horrible. was so mean and hurtful to everyone.. especially.. oh well. nevermind. feel so bad. but i just couldn't help it. was just trying to push people away.. sighs. i have a knack of NOT crying when i'm sad but crying when someone says something really sweet when they know i'm sad. wah lao. and he called ytd.. that was.. absolutely.. mortifying. was struggling to steady my voice the whole time.. and i think he could tell. oh man! i don't know what i want anymore.. just so confused again. oh well. sighs. cin is starting to get on my nerves again. this whole biz with ys should just end right now! sighs. i'm trying my best to patch you guys up.. at least just be friends.. that's all i want. and what ys wants too. what cin wants.. is another question. |
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Past the point of no return - no backward glances: the games we've played till now are at an end. Past all thought of "if" or "when" - no use resisting: abandon thought, and let the dream descend . . . |
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| I am an eighteen-year-old student currently attending Republic Polytechnic. I enjoy reading, writing, chilling, intelligence, and sarcasm. My goals in life include being a professional slacker, wasting as much of my time, life and intelligence away, sleeping a minimum of 12 hours everyday, being a successful bum, and maybe, possibly, someone you could bring home to meet mom with. |
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