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Monday, October 27, 2008

bloody hell.
i cant stand the reflection in the mirror.
argh!
hey, its life is it not.
u do something only to regret it later.
that is becos, if u nv try, u wun noe if its the right thing.

ok, this is it.
i have to go back to sch tml.
after 1 wk of break.
RELUCTANT.
super.
i do not appreciate the fact, that everytime i want to move,
something seems to be holding back.
i cant make out what.
must be the reluctance to accept.
GET A LIFE QIULING.

i caught the show, life transformer.
my goodness.
if i were the woman, i would have killed my children,
only to join them soon after that.
She is strong.
i learnt, there are ppl out there, who are in deeper shit.
to you,
pull through.
there are ups and downs in life.
yes, we do not sail through them
but, neither do we give up.
and no, u will not be the only one struggling.
if there are times we come upon failure,
we move on.
we think of consequences, the mess that we will leave behind.
when there are times, u cant help but get sick and tired of yourself,
if there are times, u hate yourself so much that you cant wait to disappear from the surface of earth.
think through,
what abt those happy times,
those people who play a part in your life.
they sure will be there for you,
no matter what.
turn to them, they will be more than willing to pull you through.
be strong.

gone.



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