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Tuesday, October 17, 2006


thursday's the day.
damn lah.
i have no future.
whts the point.
stupid.

we are left to choose
the laughter or the tears.
i choose the tears.
...and the blood.

everything in my life's so damn wrong now.
my phone got confiscated today.
thanks to shuqi and fardiana for playing
their fucking cannot be appreciated
music so loudly in class that tll caught them.
and the whole damn class got s spotcheck
by that hippo and the saggyfaceman and.. yeah.
MY PHONE LAH PLEASE, MY PHONE.
YOU STUPID BITCH.
DAMN YOU
YOU EVEN CONFISCATED MY SWEETS.
WHT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?
S W E E T S ALSO WANA CONFISCATE?
NO WONDER YOU'RE SO FAT.


after school went to cut hair with my babes.
yey. thanks dearayes, all of you.
we went to eat at mac tgt.
then crapped alot.

im damn tired.
i can just break down just by
thinking about everything thats
going on now.
it sucks.
it so does.
damn you.
scroo you.
whts the point of everything.
SO SCROOED.
FUCK LAH.
FORGEDDYT ALRIGHT,
THERE'S NO FUCKING FUTURE.
IL GO CLEAN THE TOILETS.

i know my future's in your hands
my future's in MY hands.
and i ruined it.
all of my hopes and dreams and plans
my hopes and dreams and plans?
i ruined them too.

god will make a way
that doesnt seem to be the case.
when there seems to be no way
there IS no way.

damn everything.

Youre lying right on top of me tonight, 7:04 PM