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Saturday, May 30, 2009
i feel...
i dont know what i feel actually.
many thoughts buzzing around.
and walao, mosquitoes buzzing around too. zz.

i want to go, and i dont want to go.
homework.
projects.
cca.
no money.
i want him to go and i dont want him to go.
does God love me?
why dont i feel any joy..
..at all?
why do i not feel like reaching out to others..
i made zero effort to do so.
what's wrong with me?
what's my freaking problem.
camp. malaysia people. cca. suck. suck. suck. suck.
pon cca.

cip.

there are so many stuffs on my mind. when i go blog-hopping, i realised that many people are happy (i guess). h.a.p.p.y. it is such a simple word, yet i can't seem to practice it in my life. if others can do it, why can't I?

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bye.

link

yours truly.

I
have
gone
to
somewhere
you
don't
know.


stuffs.


goodbye.


rv string ensemble
rvse violaaaaa
class twoJ'o9

me and mag!
bernice
corliss
junhui
mag
nicholine
rae
sebastian
weini
wendy
xuewen

keni
lucy

ASHIN
stayreal
ncore

blogger sucks

-.- but i will leave this here anyway. LOL.


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