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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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January 8, 2010

first week of school has passed. and i am really dying. really seriously.
amaths is sort of KILLING me badly. i know maybe i need time to get used to it. but indices is confusing as well): bio is kind of fun.. okay probably cos i learnt a bit before.. physics is BORING omg. -.- chem is AS BORING. omfg. chi is OKAY. i mean... Li jing like 360 degree change... HAHA. but as long as she is nice, i am fine. :D

COMBINED HUMANS IS OKAY, kind of interesting.. but.. i dunno if i would be able to do well. LOL. thats another thing you see.. erm.. so far so gd. But, our form teacher is like quite. zz-.-

anyway, today had attire check. Sheree and I sat at the back.. so we were like the first to check. AND WE PASSED LOL. then when both teachers walked back... xzw ask ms tan to ask me to stand up-.- to check my skirt. zzz wtf? MY SKIRT IS LIKE CONSIDERED LONG EH. damn ass. zz. anyway. malvin chan is DAMN FUNNY. omg he is like an egg! okay HAHA.

anyway.. lessons were OKAY today. maths lessons are. like NIGHTMARES. REALLY. HHA and damn shit. next week starts competition alr!!! AND I WILL MISS LESSONS LIKE MAD. I HATE IT):
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you oughta stay