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Saturday, April 21, 2007

Gonna take my theory test really soon. Before I hit 18 I was like, I GOT TO DRIVE. Now that I'm, I don't really care. In fact I don't really care about anything. I feel like showing the whole world that I am not happy with something. Get troubles and don't fight back. Argh, top my class in English so what, I want something more than just that. Reminiscing, I wished I was more "wide-minded". Its just stupid to be pissed off at everything. I just don't feel well. Psychiatric treatment pl0x.
Nah, just kidding. Just fast forward my year. Nothing much this year, just basically aim for super grades and just take one step at a time. I read all my past posts. 2005, what a year. 2007, what a fucked up one. Fuck. I'm off to mug.

What do you do when you post something like, "23/07/05 p.s i love you and its true" and realised that she was online? You change it to "hah". Fuck, why am I doing this? Screw this.
Why can't she just tell me herself that she don't want to have anything to do with me anymore. Why go through all these? Why make it sound like you will care when you don't? Why do you make it look like you are going to be there for me when I fall when you won't, but instead only hear from people that I'm history. Why. Why are you such great liar? BUT WHY IS IT THAT I CAN SEE THROUGH ALL YOUR FUCKING LIES?
Please, do you even know what I'm going through?







Bet you have absolutely no idea.



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