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Wednesday, October 10, 2007, 4:40 PM
Been sitting in front of this darnit computer screen for the whole day (guess I broke my promise, sry.) Listening to Aly&Aj's previous album &am currently in love wif it;D Playing neo, icy but not yet to create facebk. No mood I guess. Been doing cheena ass bks in front of the com with alot of distractions. Darnit chinese olvls. Tmd-make me do cheena ass bks. (I hate doing hw after exams. WTF. Gimme a break, pretty please.) Ohhhh, &I realised that I hadnt ate anything since lunch which is so unlike of me. Yay-diet;D Realised that some pple are secretly chiong-ing dunno-wad-shit after the exams so guess I'm not alone. Watevr, but I dun lyk being stressed! I miss the sec 2s whr I would go bonkers over computer games after the exams but this yr I just dun feel the urge to play. Wad's happening?

I cant answer that question &realised that lotsa ppl dun understand me, even those seemingly close to me. Guess I know myself the best(?) Let me ponder bout it. Nope, seriously sometimes I tink I dunno wad I want. Its like I wna do so many things at one time, wishing that I had a thousand arms &could multitask real well. Guess that couldnt happen. Then sometimes I wish that pple would stop controlling me: its my life, I've gotta live it myself. If thr's regrets, if thr's happiness, if thr's sadness, let me take it all. Thr's no need for a third party to interfere with my everything. Sometimes I just wish to break free frm this whole world. &then thr's times when I wish thr was another somebody who could realised how impt my every decision was &not question about it. Another somebody who would realised I was making every decision carefully &not clumsily lyk you described me as. I'm not immature, I'm not happy at all. I use happiness to mask my sadness. Guess nobody knew that eh? What you see isnt all I am, I need a place to stand. Not surprised cause nobody knew me at all. Seriously, I admit sometimes that I act rashly &can be seen as rather immature but then its all a show put up for my audience. 'Nobody would realised the importance of you until you're gone' guess its true eh?

Ohwells, guess I'll learn to love myself better since everyone is such a fake. You cant trust anyone, someone once said to me. I tot it was crap since I got great friends. Until those great friends start to betray me &betray their buddies. So guess you cant rly trust anyone other than urself. You tell me to work hard but I cant. Its like I'm a faulty machine &you keeping pushing the work button when I rly need fixing. We are humans not machines. We all need a break. I undersatnd your impatience &that you care for me but do you understand me? Let that be a big question mark in your head. But then again, dont tink you'll ever look at my posts, carefully that is. Life's too busy isnt it? Thr's no time to even look at your buddy's worries/your daughter's problems? Please check your heavily-scheduled timetable again.

I dunno wad I want need seriously. Even this whole chunck isnt helping me to relieve those cooped up emotions. Dont think anyone could be of any help to me, I'm sry but you're just like garbage but its just that I've been treating you as super precious to me. Reality check: I could do without you. But then having pple of unimportance doesnt seem lyk such a bad idea isit? Hmmm, I dunno.

Chnged skin cos the previous one was not rly to my liking. This one fits me better, I guess :/ Shall put a stop to my alr long post cos I dont find a need to cont. Emo-ness? Call it watevr you lyk but I dun tink that's the right word to use.

I bet you dont know what I'm about. Aint saying sry to pple who dont deserve it. Aint apologising to pple who dont appreciate the effort I've put in this few yrs. Aint gonna make you see who I am cause I dont tink you deserve my efforts.

How I wish I could erase those awful memories of mine but guess I cant. Well, guess its better since I've got some previous advice to lean back on. Trust only yourself. Haha- will try to accept ppple into my world but guess its gna be closed for a while (until I know what I need/want/everything)

If you cared you'd listen.