| Monday, July 23, 2007 |
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hope. faith. pray. trust. my new mantra. and since when have i became a devout prayee? (what do you call someone who prays? hmmm..) my heart's aching... it feels so fucking heavy... and i just left ma baby barely hours ago. how am i gonna survive 2 WEEKS??!! fuck. sighs. distractions, people. i need lots of them. lots and lots and lots of them. =( did i mention that i'm sick? damn it. plus i cried so much that it probably made it much worse.. can't eat much without throwing up now. ARGH. 4o 6o....... that's good. at least better than 5o 5o. look on the bright side, rox.. look on the bright side. baby's right. scared that someone else will attract and seduce him away. (sorry to put it in such terms. hah.) but there you have it. is our love strong enough to withstand temptations, or will he fall into the same trap i did with.. y'noe. i hope not. feel like dropping everything and just wasting away. drown myself in oblivion. skip school, skip work, skip all. but running away never is the solution, is it? well, my friends are there for me. thank god for them. the ones who talked to me yesterday, the ones who checked up on me today. i love you guys. thanks. sorry if i've ignored you guys when things are going well, and only come to you in times of trouble. sorry for being such a bad friend. sighs. alrights. time for sleep. and dreams of endless games of "he loves me, he loves me not.". maybe it only works if the probability is 5o 5o. =( oh and time, would you please pass faster? please.... *fingers crossed* |
| 'please don't stop the music 11:48 pm |
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| song of my life. |
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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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