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Thursday, November 09, 2006 @ 8:06 PM

look past the facade and you'll realise that nothing is ever what it seems.. you see.. what you see is just what people want you to see.. the sad thing is, you never know whats real and whats fake. and when you finally do realise the truth, its too late and it hurts so much.. even when things are crap and you know its so fake, you sometimes just continue pretending everything is alright and you smile and you laugh and it sucks so bad cause all of it is fake. the smiles. the laughs. its all so damn fake. you want thigns to be real. to be genuine. not just some facade to satisfy everyone. but that doesnt happen all the time. we live in the real world not in fairytales.. happy endings hardly ever happen. sometimes you blame yourself.. sometimes you blame other people.. who's really at fault.. i mean.. you know. things seem to be all fine and dandy.. peaches and cream.. only on the surface.. cause deep down, beneath the fakeness and falseness, the lies and the deceit, there's something dark and not so nice.. and you see. its hiding beneath all the bullshit and fake smiles. one day.. one day.. when all said and done and thigns go real bad or the falseness just cannot continue anymore, the darkness will rear is ugly head, and no one will be spared.. tears will flow.. feelings will be hurt badly. bonds torn apart.. hearts just overcome with grief. smiles turn upside down and everything fake will die away and reveal the god awful truth. that day may come. i pray to god it wouldnt.

physics paper today was crap.. fucking hard.. sighh,.. oh well.. hopefully mcq and practical will pull me up.. bleah.. hung out with kathi after physics while waiting for andrew charmaine and andrew. was in the library for awhile. i gave kathi a damn precious christmas present. HAHAHAA!! kathi u better treasure it! and now u owe me a christmas and birthday present! haha. then we were like walking through our school fun fair. kathi was pigging out on cupcakes.. no wonder kristi's so much hotter!! HAHAHA.. jkjk.. so yeah. and she became like a stalker. weird i know. then went to brekko's with charmaine mingrong andrew nad her. so like the waiter was kinda slow., slow being an understatement.. like i ordered "chicken cordeun blue". and like the rest got their food after so long and i didnt and i asked the waitress was like "yeah. a sandwich rite?" i was like wth. no. then she picked up the receipt and was like "you ordered chicken wordorff" WHAT!! "ermm no.. i ordered chicken cordeun blue. the waiter worte down the wrong thing" so like.. i was getting pissed but we were all rushing so i said i'd take the chicken wordorff thinking a sandwich would be okay.. and it comes nad it turns out, chicken wordorff is a fucking salad.. so i had this $8 bowl of salad sitting in front of me with really sour apples and really gross and disgusting dressing. i just ate the chicken and andrew ate my salad.. fucking disgusting. the worst lunch ever! ii mean 8 frikking dollars for that.. yuck. and i was still hungry afterwards. should've stuck to burger king. oh wait.. not just $8.. plus 10% service charge and 5& GSt which added $7 to our meal.. 7 frikking dollars.. thats like another meal la!! omg.. and service charge when the waiter couldnt even take down my order properly.. bleah. okok. people do make mistakes. but the woman was like "yeah. your sandwich rite" so i thought it was a sandwich which wasnt so bad.. but salad.. yuck.. gross dressing.. yuck. and how the heck does chicken cordeun blue sound like chicken wordorff?

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