"Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold."

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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: 11:13 PM
date: Thursday, July 05, 2007
I HATE BEING HAPPY, some unspeakbles take advantage of it.
If you push me around, I will shout at you. And I did.

I am Jill, Jill who fell from a hill, Jill who does as her will, Jill who takes ecstasy pills, Jill who kills.

Extract from secret blog. Haha Jill is a clue, go figure.
(Haha 3S1 babies should know what I mean, urgh)
This blog is going t be so dead, so I am here t write some truthful normal boring life stuff. The rest, at _____.blogspot. It felt good t write that post, so good, like adrenaline. Instead of typing out the post and then deleting it (Coward), I finally published it. Cheng Yee raped me today, I hate her. But I hate RBC more. And CSK! :( Suddenly teachers find a certain revolting pleasure in advicing me. I have no idea why, I did my hwk, I dont sleep as much. Please smile, with your eyes.

Okay, activity, hmmmmm, normal. But disappointing. Shahilah, Pek, I am glad I have you two. We can always share our secret look + words when the time arises!