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as i was in the midst of reading blogs, it seems especially cliche for jc students to rant about life. in particular, studies. we got so blown off by studying tt we seem technically like robots.
as i chat with my terrified & 'numbified' jc frens, it seems that we all seem lost. and tired. exhausted. wanting for a long sleep. it is then when emotions start streaming in. it is this period where we expose our emotions. where we cry in the public. exposing our true, helpless self.
frens cry for help. u hear them screaming, not by voices, but screaming for help deep down inside their hearts. we need to live by words of encouragement, don't we? this world is never on ur own. we'll die if we're truly independent.
man complicate matters so much to handle indivually. tt we die crying for help. tt our eyes seem so dry, so lifeless. im really touched tt frens like anli and yeong chee care to listen to me, and actually try cheering mi up by sending mi websites to laugh at, songs to listen to, and phrases of meaning of life.
it seems that ppl naturally do not live for ppl who pulls a long face. frens would prefer their frens to smile and not sulk & find problems. so much as i try not to have pms, im trying to control. my mind is over-exploded. it's become so heavy tt i can't think. n my eyes having the same width as my eyebags.
THAT'S MY LIFE.
posted @ 1:32 PM
Phew. Sure is going to be tough.
FIRST UP...
THE BADS:
Im hot-headed. Very easily hot-tempered. BAD BAD BAD.
Im as stubborn as a mule.
I dislike tummy. u know? fats? tummy? ugh.
I particularly moan and groan and roar and scream at ppl who lie to me.
I got a weak heart.
I think i got high blood pressure. Did I mention I get stressed up over the slightest stuff?
OH OH OH. I procrastinate ppl who don't respect me. U really need to take a good look at yourself.
My eyes can pop out. BEWARE.
I think I love bitching.
I eat irregularly. Tat explains me not growing up.
Oh yes. One more. I wake up when the sun sets. COOL HOR.
NOW FOR THE GOODS! YIPPEE!
hmmmmmmmmmmmm.
I love socialising. alot alot!
I want to become a model of my own world. YAYA. DREAM ON.
I love those who love me. Embrace, cherish and all nicey stuff! *HUGSSSS*
Ah. Yes. I love colouring my toe nails, buying chunky earrings & being pretty though i dun think im worth it.
I LOVE PARADOXES OF LIFE. I LURVE, LURRRVEEEE, LURRRRRRRVVVVEEEEEEEE THEM.
FOR GDNESS SAKE, DUN CLASSIFY ME AS 'CY LOVES TO BE A PRINCESS!' YUCKS. MY TERM: RAGDOLL. ugly and tattered. damn cool.
I can go on forever. I'll just stop here. Know more bout me thru my entries! *wriggles my nose*
HUG-O-METER TIME!
*HUGS* TOTAL!
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Get hugs of your own
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