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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
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Adeline!, 12021995


I felt that night, on the stage, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming?
— Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

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May 23, 2008

HELLO! hahahah. :D today's sch was damn slack... nth to do la... oh ya, i sat somewhere beside hongting in the hall. MY GOSH. i nearly fainted. somemore the aircon is like... blowing towards my direction. thn the... smell keep ... my gosh... suffered in silence for around 1 hr or half hour. me, lyanne and deb nearly died. hahahah. went eat in sch with yutong... thn went home:D reached home damn damn damn early, reminds me of pri sch.... hahas.

oh ya, today... he didnt say anything or what... just like normal... only that i didnt dare to look at him... hahas. not sure whats the problem with him... ??? confused. hahah. only talk much to me on msn... real life... sometimes la... yea.

I AM SERIOUSLY ADDICTED TO THE GAME YUTONG INTRODUCED ME. HAHAHAHAH LOL!!!!! has been playing since i reached home!!!! like ... 11 plus! going 12! LOL! played with yutong. SHE IS DAMN SCARY IN THAT GAME :P hohoho. hahahha! funnnnn! :D nearly forgot tmr got trng!!! hahahas. 8 to 1... hmph.

hungry now.... heheheh. byeeee:D
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you oughta stay