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Thursday, August 30, 2007
days nearing to my N's are getting more boring.
and i fucking wish 5oct will come faster, because it will be the end of my Ns. x)
boring, life is the same everyday.
wake up, go to school, remedials, home, dinner, sleep.
mono sial. becoming a robort will be a matter of time. clapsclaps* LOL.
tomorrow gonna celebrate teacher's day.grah. so bo liao can?!
blablabla. gay brother is not online, damnit, nobody entertain me.

its like i'm losing interest in everything, including bgi. somehow, i just don't feel like going. i'm still not in the right exam mood and mon is my first paper! i don't want to draw circles. grah.

i just can't bear to see you leave.
but nothing makes you stay.
you keep me hanging on,
but we're not moving on.
it kills me badly.

>*/ the starts wouldn't
shine for me.
i miss you badly/xoxo