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heart wrenched.
Monday, November 3, 20089:46 PM
(If only I was a teddy bear, I wouldn't have a heart they would hurt.)


Let's face it.
The situation may never get better, may never heal.
It only fancies getting worse.
It's irritating, that no matter how hard you try to get things on the right side, it still ends up like shit.
I'm feel like giving up.
I've been trying.
Been very patient about it.
But I just can't take it anymore.
Ignoring it doesn't help either.

I don't know.
I think I kind of lost myself even in school just now.
It's like, I don't know.
I just can't do anything.
I end up stoning, staring blankly into space, & just shutting up.

I'm tired.
I'm sick of it.
I've really had enough.
But, you have no slightest idea about it.
You must have been thinking that I've been enjoying it all these while.
I want this all to end.
But you just have got to keep the game going on.
Darn.



Performance today, at lunch time.
Debate for today's lesson, as I rushed the last minute work to get my lines ready.
Dance practice with SGC, after school.
Hanging out with my beloveds, during pratice, and after when we walked home together.

Well, it all doesn't matter anymore.
It doesn't matter when I can't end the day with the smile.
No. Maybe, there will never be a day when I will end the day with a smile on my face.
If it happens, it's a miracle.





My heart is wrenched.
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