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Hi my name is so and so, sometimes when i'm bored, i draw people in my head. I listen to music a lot but the best times are usually when i'm on the bus. I don't think many people know about me because I keep a low profile. On days when i'm upset, i paint my toe nails and red is my favourite color. I have white feet, they remind me of porcelain. My eyes resemble almonds and my lids look like define lines imprinted in clay. I wish I were somebody else, maybe superman perhaps, my red cape in the wind, ever so free. My blog is a collection of my perspectives, thoughts and emotions. I write when I write, what I write. Your critcism is not welcomed.
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time: 1:33 PM
date: Saturday, January 20, 2007
I broke apart today, like glass on the edge of a table, months and months of bottled up grief built behind a false front. You think you know me, you think you care for me. Stop lying t yourself, cos you are not doing either. Staring at the cracks I made on the wall, I wonder. This adolescent age, this time of confusion and naivety, when will it pass? Am I going t remain an emotional wreck forever? Everyone asks question, but the world remains infuriatingly silent. I've given up trusting anyone, why bother. Its not like anyone has ever helped me. Admit it, this is a self-centered world. People stampede each other to climb higher. As pathetic as we call it, dont we do the same? Laugh, smile, say some lame jokes, keep them from knowing. A way of life. Discrimination. I know you do it, and you know you do it. Uncurable disease of discrimination. Imagine being born as that tree outside your house, or that irritating bird that calls out every morning. Many say to be born human is luck itself, or is it? In another 40-50 years when all the oil, natural gas and coal runs out, where would we go? We would lie destitute, at the mercy of the nature we abuse everyday. Aside about that, we live in a dying world, a competitive barbaric world, a world where trust and love is the hardest thing to find, a world where we could die tomorrow. And I lie in it, surrounded with problems. Every tear, I pack in a little bottle, and stuff at the back of my behaviour. Scream.

Okay lah, that was one of my openly-emo rare periods. usually im not the outwardly emo. Why take out your anger and bottled up feelings on other people and waste their time? Argh, I missed today, I bet everyone had fun, while I got screamed at. It sucks how the screaming penetrates through my earphones. ;/ Me and Hazel are sick of being deprived of town, so we are going out soon, shopping! :D I went t get my specs and lenses today. But I went late so I only had time t practice since we were supposed t eat our Saturday Family Dinner as well. :/ Haha, I was like "Look straight! Look straight come on Right Eye!, loooookksjfokewnfew straight!!!!" at the mirror! My eyes kept closing when I tried t put the lenses. Haha, the woman was patient though, I asked her if I was the worst customer, thankfully she said no. :D I tried a few times and soon I became a pro! Its was shittingfucking great t have baby vision again! Even though I dont have a high degree, so for people who've seen me with my specs say I look fine. But I look like a..... nerd. :/ Urgh, I cnajgnregnejgn cant wait t go town! Bye.