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Monday, May 07, 2007 @ 9:02 PM

I tear my heart open, i sew myself shut
my weakness is that i care too much

the last few days have been a blur.. i guess a real mix of emotions and i dont even know where to start

Days swiftly come and go
i'm dreaming of her
she's seeing other guys
Emotions they stir
The sun is gone
The night is long
And i am left while the tears fall

so i guess wednesday was a very interesting day.. a day where things were cleared, problems were solved and a day where people plucked up courage to iron problems out.. interesting cause sometimes in life its not always about your perspective, you gotta realise things from other peoples points of view. cause you;re not always right.. and i guess i kinda realised, if you have a problem with a friend, tell him/her, dont just wait and hope it solves itself.. cause trust me.. it doesnt.

I tried to read between the lines
I tried to look in your eyes
I want a simple explanation for what i'm feeling inside
I gotta find a way out
Maybe there's a way out

so friendly match on thursday was honestly the most fun game ive played in since forever.. finally! contact hockey!! yeah. oh.. finals on friday. dont really wanna talk much about it.. lost 3-2. sudden death over time. we outshot them 58-18.. fuck.. we could've won..we should've won.. urghh. frustrating as hell.. thanks to char-maine priss woon bingxi sheryl jonho and andrew for coming down to support. and thanks bingxi for the board. thanks ellen for the retarded letter and the blind faith. and thanks sweta for the luck. sorry guys.

I dont blame you for being you
But you cant blame me for hating it
So say what are you waiting for?
Kiss her, kiss her

movie marathon sleepover.. i literally had ZERO sleep.. nada.. zilch.. omggg.. i was so frikking tired. but it was fun. even though i didnt watch any movie cause i watched them all before.. was mixing drinks with sheryl which was hilarious.. and getting high on highly concentrated cordial with her and priss. then making obscene potato stampers with shumei and johnny.. watched a little american beauty. and then johnny shumei sweta and i started being damn retarded and started joining straws together to make a gigantic straw line.. we spent an hour trying to get it to stretch across corridors. and getting it to touch the ground from level 4.. quite funny. in the end it failed..LOL. delifrance for breakfast in the morning. i didnt really wanan go to this thing in the first place. but i guess going there to hang out and do stupid things with friends is better than moping abt at home..

I tried to be perfect but nothing was worth it
I dont believe it makes me real
I thought it'd be easy
But no one believes me
I meant all the things i said

council meeting today lasted till like 8.. omgg. damn late.. painting a banner saying Happy Mummy's Day and having tons of fun doing it. so was leaving our mark around school.. and complaining about shit over macs dinner.. listening to nic tell his unhygienic stories abt food. anna and ananya complaining about people only being able to speak english. jacking nic until he has nth to say. listening to ananya tell the same ol story twice. ACCIDENTALLY leaving handprints marks. planning to own capture the flag with our council team.. BITCHING! all in a day of 16 High!! (:

you know.. now that i think abt it.. its like i dont even konw the real you. whats real and whats a facade? cause i see 2 different people and i dont know which ones the real you. you changed. or was the old you just a facade to get you in.. your lies are piling up. dont know whether to believe you or not. its like one minute you';re so damn nice. the next minute not so nice. funny aint it. cause i donno. things are getting weirder and weirder.. be careful. you might just end up like _______

oh.. heart exam tomorrow. heart scan. oh my

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