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Crystals
filled with memories
" Through those sad times
you held my hands till the end of the world. "
Thursday, May 28, 2009 <$BlogItemDateTime $>

Hey world... i'm back. And i'm feeling hungry and sick.. I don't know whether it's just tiredness or really gonna get a fever soon. Whatever it is, i don't care.

Anyways people, there's GP paper tomorrow.. Ah ha yes yes, GP PAPER!! So what am i doing online?? Probably sick and tired of studying. But what the hell man..i really need to pass for this exam so that i know that i can at least pass. Now is 11pm. When am i going to study? And when am i going to go to sleep? Ahh whatever.

Anyways, updates alritez...
What updates am i talking about? Err. Forget it.

Recently, everything i do, everything i observe, everything i hear, everything i smell............, reminds me of him. I'm just a little too not over you man.. Hear me out. I need to let this burden out but i can't talk to you or see you for the moment. I got GP to think about and History on Wednesday.. I don't want to get distracted for the time being. This mid-years exam is the only time i will know whether i'm prepared for 'A's and a motivation for me to continue on and persevere till the end. This exams means a lot to me. I don't want to flunk my 'A's.

But i'm just so utterly sad. I don't know what to do. You are blaming me. But you haven't heard me. I think i really need to smack myself for not speaking out.


HaMie!