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Wednesday, May 31, 2006

im so bored. since the start of my hols, i havent had a super enjoyable yet. like hello? what a loser. everyday seems so random and mundane. somehow, i rather have school if everyday is like that. ive been facing the damn com for the past 2 hours.

emerge starts tmr. im gna go for the first day. well, im running away from all the questions in my head. the temporary happiness to the eternal happiness. i seriously dont know what im thinking. im not ready for things i should do. despite the priorities, i stil cant let go of certain things in the world.




i miss you.
but you never seem to care.
and why is that so.
i want to know.
5:07 PM