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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?

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Friday, May 28, 2010
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Hey.

That Aini Bani want me to post. So i'll just post then. Idk why im so fcking angry today. From yesterday sia. Its the holidays but Im not happy? Fucking bullshit. Anyways, there's another thing im angry about. Im gonna fucking move house to Bedok. Fuck. I hate Bedok side boyz. Gonna miss my Mats, Ziq, Affiq, Fifi, Zul and my Minah, Nafeela <3 my best friend. Will meet up soon kay? Well at least there's quite alot of buses to go to sch. Ugh maybe i'll be transfering to Bedok View. Fck.

Ok next thing, I dyed my hair. Weee. Brown colour. Love it. Hahah. Now, im missing cambodia. I just cant remember that night, 1st floor with... ;D I was hoping that moment would nvr end but sigh, it has to.

Tmr maybe going out with Aliff, with That Syafiqah girl and the other one idk. He said one for me and one for him, tsk. Im attached u dickhead. I'll give u the other one kay. Haha. And Aliff, u got taste in girls. Hot la hot la. Alright I wanna write on my iPod diary. Hahaha the "Notes" Its very personal. Very very personal. LOL.

K Bye.

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But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you oughta stay