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Sunday, April 13, 2008 // 8:00 PM

Great. I'm able to sleep like a pig tonight!
I'm feeling sooooo sleepy now. I just feel like gg to bed right now. =/
no worries about not enough sleep for sch tmr? i guess. ((:

meeting my darlings for dinner later on.
frog porridge(again!) at geylang. & needless to say, i think it's shortie val's suggestion.

came back home in the afternn instead of morning today.
cause i was tired and fell asleep after watching the shows.
mum bombed my phone and i didn't pick up, cos i was slping like a log.
LOL.

i think i look like a ghost nowadays.
with those horrible eye bags. =/
shall go take a bath now and go out!



i'll survive the first day of school tmr!!!!!
i hope, :x


I must be used to all the pain.
Is it right, or is it sane?
Why do I have to take it?
I’m tired of all this shit.
Heart break is all I know.
Look deep, it will show.
I wish I could die.
Then maybe I would fly.
Away from it all, and no more tears.
For the heart ache is in all my fears.

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