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Wednesday, April 09, 2008 @ 10:35 PM

If I told you this was killing me, would you , would you Stop?

by next week, about half of the school term would over. it's already april and its really really scary how soon, a quarter of the year would've passed and it seems like i'm still stuck in 2007. i'm stuck wondering and remembering the past when i should be looking towards the shit thats about to hit me in the future. its deadlines after deadlines, assignments after assignments, and the scary part is, there doesn't seem to be an end of even a brief rest.

so last year in july, i posted this:
"ttoday was really really... ermm. i have no idea how to describe today. i cant think of a single word to describe todsay. sad happy depressing emo frustrating angry weird wasted can all be used to describe today actually. like seriously, such a mood swing day it wasnt even funny. but yeahh. no english today. this long emo talk with jonho. physics was boring as usual. and i dont even wanna talk abt math. fucking frustrating and just pissed the living daylights out of me. afte school we were supposed to work on the haunted house. but after working for awhile, it was kinda weird cause like everyone started to leave the room to go on emo talks with each other. im serious. like at one point. there were like 3-4 pairs or threes of us just sitting scattered around being all depressed and emo and pouring our soul to each other. it was kinda cool but really sad cause like everyone was in such a sad and emo mood and shit. yeahh. fuckkkk. priss ellen and i jsut stayed back to like talk and talk and rant and shit abt everything. met johnny shumei for dinner at holland v. lian and bingxi came too. it was a really good dinner at nydc. like we just talked and talked and laughed so much it was really fun. bingxi was a fucker. wah lau. you insulted me la. it hurt k. right through the heart!! ): and i got to talk to lian and listen to his really wise advice! thanks lian. and yeah. it was realy fun. pictures prove it! after that went to shumei's house with priss ellen bingxi. just hung around and let the weird night continue. cabbed home with priss.took like a frikking hour to get home cause of traffic. but it was really weird night. saddening and depressing in a way. but hey. thats life. cant say i didnt expect it. oh well.

ellen: you're damn stupid you know marcus. like seriously wtf.
shumei: yeah! you cannot think is it. you know that you were damn retarded
me: yeahh. i know. sighhh


i hate it when people say that. fuckingg bullshit

woww.. i was so emo a year ago.AHEM! ANNABELLE LIM! GO LOOK AT THAT! so you know sometimes PEOPLE can like break your heart or like take a knife and like stick a knife through it and twist and twist and twist! but hey, what can you do right. and its funny how someone can make you blog nonstop long emo posts, posts that seem so retarded now that you look back and read them. sigh. its funny huh. it all started with a cab ride. HANGMAN! then a cab ride to BARKER! and the imaginary "one week". and the stupid sms that totally just shot me down! :D :D :D

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