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Wednesday, January 31
9:57 PM
; beat my heart nd kill me



if i could be sweet,
i know i've been a real bad girl.
i didn't mean for youu t get hurt
forever, we can make it better.
tell me boy,
now wouldn't that be sweet ?


;come melt me out..
hopefully youu wont leave me.
cos' i wanna take youu away.



.
i need a breather t refresh me.
life is shit now. i'm all drained out.
all drained out emotionally nd physically.
my ulcer's killing me too. peeling it out
everyday, it still continues t grow back.
what a sore in my mouth. i cannt even
smile or talk properly. -blahh.

im feeling so peeved. ay, maybe knowing
youu was a big mistake. throughout
th holidays last year, all th funny yet
sweet outings we had, i should just let it go.
th toy, i shan't go on further. what t say ?
"dumbo for life." er, yeah words can change.
why do i still keep seeing youu everyday..
urgh. now i know how hard it is t forget even
a friend whom was there for me during th hols.
maybe it takes time t let go all those stuff.
sometimes i get so pissed &i admit, im upset.
upset that friendship can turn out like that.
hah. it shouldn't begin from th start. my fault.
but i loved youu, as a friend.
&i treasured this short-term friendship..


im feeling so tired. finally compass project
is over. this year's screwed up. spent my
days out late at night, doing stuff for funds.
ohwels. on a brighter note, some butches
can get really sweet (mab claimed). hahh,
but its true. annastacia bought us th jelly
cocktail. haha nd i kinda freeze her with
th choc-coated fruits. oh nd melo bought
mab nd i choc-coated marshmallows. aw.
anna nd melo kept making balloons for us.
thanks ah, two chiobu. >:x

i need more weekends for me t catch up
on my sleepless nights. ay, i even fell
asleep during physics at th lab. cannt
believe mrs yip saw through th messy
intentional fringe.. >:/

mrs yip : sleeping beauty, wake up.
me : -open eyes. ah ?! er.. -smile.


what t do when youu're caught sleeping,
just wake up nd smile. like what i always
do. just t block out youur embarrassment.
heh. nd thanks t music elective on thursday,
i have t join an express class for practicals
on friday.. screw it. i really donnte`want.

captain's ball today was not bad.
melo, hilda, laura nd i were too bored
so we decided t play against th sec 4s.
played till 6pm. laura left nd th three of
us went t canteen t play th piano. yeap.

ay, i feel so demoralised. urghhh.
my mood's not ok. nd neither am i.
i feel sad, happy, pissed, mad.
how. i feel so lonely nd tired.
i need t feel some love..

.
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p.s. my valentine's day is gonna be spent
with some japanese girls from japan. they
will be at my house for home-stay. just
a night though. wish me luck. i hope th
pretty ones stay. >:x who doesn't, huh.
kawaii neh~
aishiteru, ryan.


;i miss youu baby.
'someone be my sweet escape, please