thank god nobody reads my blog...so thus far i can really write what i feel...imagine if my blog was like that of mr brown...whew, everything would have to be censored and all...
troubled...why m i such a romantic...sigh, must be watch too much dramas to believe in true love...worst thing, i m actually waiting for it...so not modern power woman...
another failed romance that didnt actually start...haha bring on the pity party... this girl here has nv been in a b-g realtionship...sound despo? sadly so...not regretting the fact that i actually m involved in several crushes, all of which have been fruitless, but one thing i regret, is actually caring so much that i get heartache time n time again...
call me stubborn, but i just stupidly, dont learn...now why did i have to go buy the band concert ticket...not that i dont want to support one of my good friend who is in band, but that the wounds r still fresh n bleeding...seeing him again would be like poking knives into them (n not those types for healing either...imagine sharp pointed ones which inflict max damage n u r on the right track...) sigh...cant do anything but sigh...though i seriously should start on my hol hw since i m gonna be out of the country frm sun to nxt wed...
do i really need a relationship to make my life full? or just to add spice in my bland as water life? seriously, i wish i wasnt that desperate for a taste of "spice", but cant do anything to stop my heart beating... sigh, disgusted, me too...i m a brillant eg. of an invertebrae...n i need some immediate backbone transplant...
keep telling myself to wake up n "do what a student ought to do"---i.e. studying and mugging and conquering the mountain of homework n revision...but sometimes, i yearn for the times of sunshine (metaphorically meaning freedom...) n open sky, why one has nicer things to look at than the pages of a chemistry lecture notes or working her brain up into a fuss trying to figure out math... gosh... what is childhood i ask? gone in a blink of an eye...sadly, no coming back...
now i really sigh like a cenetarian, yearning for the good old days of youth...gosh, from young love to young life...i simply cant handle anything right, can i...
ok, back to my boring mundane life of trudgery in the pages of my chem n math notes...
12:34 AM, Lotsa of lots
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