Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
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Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Hello peepo. Had a rather enjoyable day today. Haha. Lecture was totally borrrrrrring. Had 6 lectures in total. 5hours in total. *Whistle* Gosh. Imagine sitting inside the auditorium, it's bloodying damn cold, and BORING. BORING, BORING, BOOOOORRING. But it was well, rather fun. Haha. Trip to ACJC and the trip back to SKSS was SUPER fun. Sat with jolyn, and haha, we listened to 98.7fm. Damn retarded lahh. And the bus driver's really fast. For a And the teabreak and lunch is FAB-U-LOUS! :D And guess what? I'm the last to finish. Fwahahh. No surprise eh? :D Okay, Gotta go! Go get my specs now. (Hope i dont look more nerdy/retarded:D) :D Show ya the pics later. A sense of emptiness and loneliness is inevitable. Of course, who wouldn't be, if all her friends are happy but she's not? |
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you oughta stay |