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Monday, May 26, 2008
I ALWAYS wake up no earlier than 10am during the hols when I'm staying at home the whole day.
This is madness madness.
And I've been slacking from then till now AND the day's going to be over soon because I always stop work at 9pm.
Oh wow.

And I've been wasting my time thinking rubbish, recalling my weird dream, and playing my DS with my bro.

Jean and Fil: I've got Worms on my DS!!! HAHAH.
And they make cute noises like: "Stupid" and "Oh man!"
HAHAHA.

Alright. Besides the point, I think I had a weird dream last night. Not really weird but in the sense that the person involved IS weird. Not that the person is weird but dreaming of the person is weird! Eh wait. Come to think of it, it's not weird. BUT STILL.
WTH. I think my brain's screwed.

Random thoughts: I think I'm the most anti-social person around.

Haha.
There are some things I can't say, nobody to say them to, and don't know how to say them. Come to think of it, my life is rather pathetic. I've no aim, no ambitions. I don't even know what I want to take next time.
Or maybe I can't even make it that far, looking at the state I'm at now.

I feel like I've packets and packets of things locked within.
Sometimes you just feel like running away and not face these horrible truth, but at times you just can't run like you used to and it's like an emotional roller coaster again.

At times you just get so sick of everything.
And you wonder what does God really have in mind for you.
Whether it's something good or otherwise.
But no matter what, just trust in the Lord.

My mind's unweaving/ 1:46 PM

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A falling star
Least I fall alone.
I can't explain what you can't explain.
You're finding things that you didn't know
I look at you with such disdain

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