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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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Sunday, November 9, 2008

Weello people.
Today's sunday. Sunday means i have to face my horrible, mean tcher for piano later. And god bless me. Lets hope i wont have to hear her scream at me today. Hurhur-.-

Some guy from msn(which i don't know him) had a convo with me, asking me what am i doing. Weeird. Oh wait. Mayb i do know this guy? Naah. I don't think so. Weird huh.

*Sigh* Am waiting for the bloody mail to come. You know, the one that gives me my username and password for habbohotel. Gee. I'm really lame. Fancy playing habbo at this age. Haha, can't really blame me though, i've got nothing, absolutely NOTHING to do(when i use the computer) Hm. Mayb i should start playing games like, i dont know, ____?(something?) Nah. Bloody waste of time. Lol. But oh well. -.- Tsktsk, the mail hasn't arrived and i'm awfully bored! Yes, Jingyi's bored, and she's ranting on like nobody's business. Hoho. Funny thing huh. I remembered my password but HECK, i dont recall what on earth my username is.
.____.
Nada. No mail. URGH.
Okay, lets change the topic.

I'm thinking of a new url for my blog. Hm. I want, something, Unique. Mayb in french? Cooooool:D
Okay, how about something SHORT so that i can remember. Lol.

Okay YAY. I've finally signed into habbo! By creating another account. Lol.

Okay gotta go people!

Jingyi loves you all! :D
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you oughta stay