10.9.05
thanx werre for the change of template. :)
life's stagnating to a halt. it's sleep, eat, study, and the cycle repeats. just two more weeks to bear with. oh my god. this is life-sapping.
dreamt that i was late for an entire week of school. and my friends were helping me cover up and finding excuses for ducro. then my dad called ducro to explain that i was stricken with leukaemia (which is supposed to be the reason for my lack of punctuality. where's the logic? nvm. dreams dont make sense). ducro didnt buy his story so he embarrassed me during a period of contact, making me explain to the entire class why i'd honestly been late for an entire week. i faked to be some pitiful soul with depression and whatever mental imbalance one can possibly develop from excessive studying, which eventually gained the sympathy of everyone in class except ducro. i still felt victorious nonetheless. haha. i think i ripped the part abt depression from ck's stress-disorder excuse. sheesh. such negative influence. and the part about leukaemia from the 9pm chinese serial that just ended. and i think im just worried about being late next week when school reopens. i can still vividly recall the security uncle's triumphant smile when he thrust me the accursed file. :(
thou shalt not be late.
the horoscope's quite accurate. something about feeling depressed and a good friend comes along to make things better. i know who that good friend is...woman, it's you. damnit. it's always you. haha. thanks for yr 2am sms. made my day. :)
domestic chaos is rife. we need some spiritual guidance here...or some divine intervention. :(
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9.9.05
i previously typed and deleted several entries. felt that it'd be better that some things were left untold rather than serve to fan flames for conflict.
things have taken a turn. for the better or worse, im not sure, but i do know that things are invariably different now...and it haunts me before i go to sleep, piercing straight through my heart. heartache...that's what it is. hurts so so much.
ive decided to take a step back. pull away. tuck away those ablazing passions.
because im afraid of
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