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Sunday, April 29, 2007

Art of life playing on my playlist now. Feeling upset again. Cos mom just yeah nagged at me again. Its not any ordinary nag, but rather those nag which can really wake me up. I feel bad now. I gave no response to her nags and treated as if i heard nothing. I didnt know how to response.

Hope this will get better. It's really getting a hell outta me.

And girls like me are petty. We get freaking pissed over small matters. Yeah. Its stupid but whatever. I dont think i am gonna apologise, though i ap-ed you first.

Went for tuition in the morning. For once i am early. :D Earlier than sarah leh. Then ate macs. I feel bloated. Totally. Then the tuition work is hard. I think. Even though its not even IP work. I think its hard. sighs.

Got history and film stuffs to do. I am starting to feel the stress even though the exams are over.
I want tarot readings;

I want movie marathon. I want class chalet. :D

/Not erasing those thoughts from my mind beats troubling myself with them.

ah. i am taller than the chairs. :D Weird pict though.

I know i have to pick myself up. For i will be the only one who can save this mess. :D

oh after so much whining. I am still quite happy to say that i am not emo (:
tmrw movie marathon. yay. Labour day has no filming so shall go check out the chalet stuffs alr.
I cant imagine a yr 3 life.


{/6:27 PM}
love is a meeting of minds and beating of hearts.