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went over to seow's house and study.
juz like any other day.. MUG.
sighs.

*significance is devoured by the unknown perception assembled. i bear this artificial intuition hard. so the best alternative is to drop the absurdity*
familia joyce? haha.

i gotta get rid of my bad temper..
sorry pple.
to those whom are close to me cuz i don't know why once i'm comfortable with the person, unknowingly, i'll "FA1 BI2 QI4" and it gets BAD. SElf-control. i'm sure it aint PMS. it's an lousy excuse anyone can find. even chinese o's is an excuse.. the prob is with my T.E.M.P.E.R. again. SElf-control..


I hate the unknown.
i cannot hide my temper when sumth unknown is placed in front of me.. aint hidden but obvious..
on the other hand. i guess it's just none of my business.. so i should keep my hands out of this. as what the chinese idiom says. "ming ze bao shen" (hope i'm using the right idiom thou)
right. i can't satisfy everyone. not even myself.

fairytale ends.. reality begins... fate conquer.. and destiny falls.. -by me..

Stop staring at me.
I'm feeling more and more emptier.
What do you want to know?
That i'm great? i'm capable? and i'm doing great?
i'm sorry to disappoint you.
in Fact.. i'm worst than what u think.
i'm a loser. a SORE loser. what's more? a let-down.
PLEASE. stop squeezing me to the wall.
i aint feeling any better.
I Want to be ME.

I HATE COMPETING

the day after tomorrow..

RUBBISH. *Arhhbish...
I AINT MAKING SENSE. haha. better get outda Here. senseless BLOG.