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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?
— Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

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Tuesday, February 20, 2007

oh fuck .
im kinda pissed .
Urgh ..
everything dint according to plan .
went to meet lulu in rivervall mall .
and for once, i aint late .she is .
hoho
=))
okay ..
went to eat at long john sliver .. and the chicken is sooo not nice .
argh .
and lucinda broke her promise(alot of things happen okay?) and we dint went istana .
okay
i mean .. not okay!
i PROMISED my JUNIOR!?!?!
tsk .
nvm .
it's like, it's over aint it?
forget it .
dont really blame lucinda
To lulu-> next time, dont promise the whole world m'dear .

To Ivy-> Im sorry ='(
i promised you i will go and see ya all perform but i din't... sorry!! sorry!!

after that , went shoopping wth joan at cp .
than WALKED to lizhen hse .
omfg . WALKED?!?
and thann, wait for lizhen outside her hse for about 1/2 hour .
argh .
wad a FANTASTIC hostess yea?
dammit .
than went into her hse .
and they went gambling i think ...
and of cuz luh . i dint gamble .
duhh?
and i just sat there like a dumbass ..
argh .
than went home ..dont really wanna waste anymore time doing nothing .
and yea. i went home myself .
Thankgod i dint get lost .
i mean ... i suck at transport ..
yeayeayea .
argh .
bad bad day .
thanks,alot dude .
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you oughta stay