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Monday, February 16, 2009
the stories that happened yesterday

typed the following stuff on bus on my fone since nth to do.in case i 4gt wadi was thinking wen i reach hm.wen i read abt it nw, i tin its quite crap.oh wells.

damn stressed.chem reali stress mi out.ytd nite lyk 10+ den i stil haven do self pract thgy yet den i panicked.felt damn fan2.hugged my mummy and felt lyk cryin=(j2 life makes mi depressed la.sigh.oh wells.i'm physically and psychologically exhausted.physically due to fencing and pe.everydae go hm so tired, no energy to do anythg.kip wantin to slp.psychologically/emotnally fm studies etc.=(
i reali dun lyk e wae thgs are nw.hangin in e middle of nowhere.i admit it does feel kinda sweet in e beginnin bt nw i'm exhausted.e uncertainty is so xin ku.i admit its partly or mostly my fault. i shd have pick up courage long ago bt apparently i din.itz been so long and u din mentn it agn.i guessed u're nt interested to noe anymre.oh wells.
i dun lyk my character seriously.i'm lyk so weird.if i lyk someone, i ll b damn bad to him,kip daoin him.i tin he tins i hate him nw la.wich i dun.no matter hw bushuang i am w him, aft a while i okok agn.sigh.i kip tellin myself to b nicer to him, smile mre to him bt wen isee him, ill 4get everythg.dere's lyk a barrier in btwn us.wenever i see him,i'll b reminded of her.abt hw dey used to b tgt.i'm nt jealous bt..i duno hw to sae.

i typed e above in 7 smses la.duno wad i'm thinkin la.everytym typed 7 sms long stuff.oh wells.i need pen down my tots sumwhere.if nt veh xin ku.
bro's bdae tmr.went tm buy his presents todae.met aishah on mrt.oh.and on bus to psr mrt.gt dese 2 j1 guys wan act gentleman i tin.gave up his seats to mi n kaini.kaini lyk nvm dun wan.den e guy sae dun let him lose face, ask her sit.den i kip laffin.another guy told mi dun act blur sit down oso.i duno wan laff or wad la.damn funny e 2 guys.this does change my impression of j1s by abitbit.lol.
kk.ciaoz~this post iz so lengthy n distorted.lol
ps:my roses r dyin='(



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