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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating

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I felt that night, on the stage, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming?
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Friday, February 23, 2007

am in the libary again . suprised?
hohoho .
im thinking of changing my blogskin .. cuz mine seems rather plain .
right guys?
(you peeps better say NO! or my heart will go C-R-A-C-K .! )
but it depends luhs .
see whether i cn find some nice blogskins ..
ooo.. where have all the good blogskins " maker" gone to?
-.-"

anyway , dint get back any test result today .. miss sazryna dint give us our history paper ..
she's too busy droning about the "to what extent does blahblahblahblah"
okay okay .
maybe i shuldnt said "droning" luh .
her lessons isnt that bad . honestly .. it's quite fun ( and im sooo not talking abt the history bk's CONTENT .)
Lit lessons was as fun .. as usual ... obviously , mrs V was in a "okay-okay" mood .
but it's fun luhs .
Mrs V got lester to act as the father and hanlin to act as the mother and sharinah as the narator ..
it's sooo damm funny!!
haha
xD
and one part , that's something like " '.......(the mother says something but i forgot wadtheheck it is)...'said mom .(the 'said mom' is said by the narator) and than , hanlin says " i mother mah!!"
something liddat .
i cnt rmb luhs ..
haha .
but it's funny though .
dduuh .
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you oughta stay