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Thursday, October 11, 2007

if i told you i want to quit, will you hate me.?

zzzomggg i'm damn tired/ sleepy and tired. did i say tired.
-.-
now when was the last time i slept more than 3 hours.
oh me oh my i cant remember.

i should've seen it coming when the roses died...


i realise.
within hindsight, i think my art paper 2 was quite bad after all.
:(
not enough development.??
arghhhh

i tried to escape you, but the orchestra plays on

got back most of my papers today.
i dont know why, i dont feel a thing.
geog and ss.
when i got back those papers, i dumped them on my chair and went to sleep.
i think i failed though, havent looked. :(
bad, cos ss/geog is my only humanities sub.
so even if i fail, i'd have to use it. *rolls eyes and gives grumpy face*


but thoughts they change and times they rearrange i don't know if i know you anymore


i thought we would stand the test of time
like we got away with the perfect crime

but we were just a legend in my mind

... was i being blind.?


wad happened to ohana.?

why are people being left alone so suddenly.?

are you sure you know the entire story.? :(


only time will tell..
time will turn and tell..

floorballed today! :D
nada and malina came backkk.

heehee.

okay actually, it was in-line floorball, thanks to malina's brilliant idea.

we should play more often! <3!


i thought you said forever
over and over
the sleepless nights become bitter oblivion

hands, like secrets, are the hardest thing to keep from you
lines and phrases, like knives, your words can cut me through

Dismantle me down

you dismantle me, you dismantle me


save me from myself
save me from myself
help me save me from myself











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