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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
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Wednesday, February 17, 2010



Woke up late for school and i have panda eyes. When i woke up, it was like as if i live by myself without any companions. Grandfather was admitted to hospital and i was like ------ nevertheless, i tried my best not to be too emotional about it and i think i did a good job out of it. After school, spent some time with boyfriend before leaving for TTSH. Visitors have to register and have to have a stamp on our hand. i was like pfft ??. Reminds me of mass run. So after all those shitt, went to check up on my grandfather and i'm grateful he's gonna be fine and insyaallah will be home soon. Thank god.


I'm not perfect and i know i'm not even close to it. It sux, really sux to realised what you said. my heart sank and i pissed off with almost everything after that incident. I walk funny, i talk awkwardly, i don't look the same like the others and i'm odd from my friends. Haishh. typical of you. ohh, just thank you so much and i'm reconsidering of my thoughts. Stupid girl, how could be so stupid? Let's face it, you're just a dumb girl.


The dream i'm dreaming.