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Thursday, August 10, 2006
the 'LIFE'
August. y must it be August now. im far behind time. O level is like around the corner but me.. WTH am i doing? not studying? not revising? ARGH!! im so pissed by myself. everytime i wanna study, there is always noises around and makes me no mood to study. how am i gonna PASS my exams if i keep on laze around like this.
isnt it too late? or very late? haiz. hoping that the time can be very slow. as slow as my pace can hold on. moving around aimlessly to and fro. getting all my points mix up. ahakz. i felt so sucky today. my mood changes everytime....haiz.. i tot i can manage on my own but i cant.
searching for the lost SOUL.
isnt it too late? or very late? haiz. hoping that the time can be very slow. as slow as my pace can hold on. moving around aimlessly to and fro. getting all my points mix up. ahakz. i felt so sucky today. my mood changes everytime....haiz.. i tot i can manage on my own but i cant.
searching for the lost SOUL.