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Friday, March 03, 2006

today was a bad day. a horrible day. firstly, i think physics quiz i'm dead. it was quite tough lah. and then the bad things start coming in. canoeists telling me many people can't get into nj. including ______. now it's like only 2 appeal places left, but so many people wanting to stay. it's very sad. mr yong's now very pissed off with all of us. he's very disappointed. i seriously don't know what to do anymore. i want to help, yet i can't. God, give us the strength to be able to go through this together.

left kap at around 6 for yck to meet rachel. then i waited for half and hour. 650. she still wasn't out. tried to sms her. but GAH! phone battery went BEEP and gone. i was like SHIT LAH. and then i ran all the way to yck mrt and used the payphone to call rachel. luckily i rmbred her no. then guess what, she told me she just finished and asked if i could get the tickets another day cos she wanted to have dinner. i was like NO i came all the way here. so she told me to go macs to find her. therefore i walked all the way to 268 bus stop to take the bus. it was already 7 plus when i reached macs. got tickets and went home. i reached home at like 830. -.- eugene, my 2 and a half hours all for you. and your friends. HAHA.

/ and it's a sad sad situation.

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.