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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating

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I felt that night, on the stage, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming?
— Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

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Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Err... Just come back home. yesterday cant sleep dunno why keep crying and crying everynitez since thiis trouble fcuking thing is up! Something dunno why dun feel like gg sch! Why time passes so fcuking fast! Haiiz! Today lesson start at 9am. Was awake my sis and alarm clock at 8am, went back to sleep till around 830am. Took bus to Bedok Interchange walk to bus stop saw jy, kj, jan, tina and mini and took bus 222 to sch tgr. Actually first lesson is Lifeskill but den have change to in the afternoon 3pm, so went to JiaHwee lesson till around 10pluz went to canteen and have our lunch with mini, tina, kj, jy and jan, break for half & hour went back to class continues our lesson till around 12pluz because another class is waiting outside wanna use the lab, JiaHwee lesson was dismiss at 12pluz ask Missapril to bring forward the lesson till around 1pluz went to outside sch slack went to buy bubble tea and slack awhile till 2pluz took 222 back to Bedok Interchange and took mrt to dhougt ghaut and watch kj and jy play audition till around 5pluz took mrt back Bedok Interchange and took bus 225 back Home Sweet Home and went to 7th floor carry Jenson Back Home Sweet Home! Haiiz! Wo na yi dian bi bu shang wo de peng you! wei she mo, wo xi huan de ren ta zhong shi XI HUAN WO DE PENG YOU! If not, my friend are being taken away! Why is my life like thiis!! Why is the God treating like thiis! ARRRHHH. Why everything is so unfair to me! Haiiz! Forget it! Happy jiu hao! Rest well ba=). I shall stop here, I gonna have my dinner soon!. Memories really make ppl cry & sad...
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you oughta stay