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Tuesday, September 13, 2005

ahh! why am i feeling it again? the fear, the anxiety, the butterflies. well, my piano exam's tmr. woosh it means a lot to me. it really does. i don't think i've practised a lot, but still i have to and will do my best. :D wish me luck (: i really need it.

school was okay, as usual. i almost slept during chinese? hurr and sulaoshi talk so damn loud i could feel my table vibrating and his voice rang inside my ear. -.- thank goodness i didn't go deaf. as time goes by, i count the number of days i have left. 29. its not a lot you see.

i'm dying to go out after mep exam. which is on 7 oct. HAHA so near yet so far. i'm waiting for the day where we will all be free.

; i've already given up on you.

my heart still bleeds for you.




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and now the stars
aren't out tonight, but
neither are we,
to look up at them.
why does hello feel like goodbye?
these memories
can't replace
these wishes I wished
and dreams I chased.
take this broken heart,
and make it right.

when will you save me?



stabbed my heart.