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Tuesday, July 27, 2010


Going to school seems to be sucking away a lot life from me. You know, it's come to a point where I struggle just to try to have a full attendance for the week. It's actually been a long time since I made it to school for 5 days in a row. I'm trying. I really am. I feel my spirit being sucked away every time I enter that grey hell. There is no colour. No joy. No love. I need colour. I need music. I need love. I feel all dried up when I'm in that asylum.

Today, I found out how bad it has gotten. I only managed to get through the first day of the week, and I've already fallen sick. 38 degrees.

But you know what. Fuck this. I'm stlll gonna plough on. Prelims are in 2 weeks and I'm out of time. 






HAPPY BIRTHDAY DREE!  

Audrey Catherine Jane Regino Cheong Wei Lin. My same-chinese-name-half-chinese-half-filipino sis. ♥ I remember the first day I met you at Scape. We clicked right away. I remember the time you were bullied by "Biatchtrice" (hahaha still remember that name?). I was so angry with Biatchtrice. She was messing with my sis. I remember being protective of you. (;

Half way through, we had our differences, but I have to admit. I was somehow still always protective of you. I remember giving my own (then) bestfriend a bitch scolding when I found out from him that he broke up with you thru text and broke my sister's heart. That gay fag. Well, he doesn't deserve you anyway. The only kind of girl he deserves is one with auntie hair and man eyebrows. I hear there are many in ITE (;

He does not deserve a girl who is sweet, beautiful, smart and ever the awesome choreographer. 

I love you, babe. ♥