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Sunday, February 26, 2006

i want to hide or runaway.

i want to be oblivious to the surrounding.

i want to not care about everything.

abandon everything and disappear. thats so impossible.




escape.

Monday, February 13, 2006

i so want to have a dog.

but i cant.

wth. pissed.

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

i'm so sick of going to school. i hate to wake up early in the morning just to go to school. i want to stay at home and do nothing. i want to be able to play without having to worry about not doing my work and not doing well for my tests.

i want to escape. i want to go travel around the world.

if only i can find a guy and elope with him. lol.




tomorrow's thurs. the most hated day of the week. it's the day where i have all my lectures and tutorials + pe's the first thing in the morning and i have to bring all my shit to school to bathe after that + lessons only end at 505. whats going to suck more is there're 2 periods of chem supposedly to be for practical but which we're going to do some mock SPA thing tmr = SUPER BORING.

i'm still thinking whether to pon sch on fri.

i want to go shopping with my angbao money. but i wanna save them up too.

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