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Friday, February 02, 2007

it's easy to take injustice against myself. people can judge and often they are incorrect. people may make unreasonable remarks, they may say the nastiest, most untrue things about me. they may think badly of me, malign me. it's easy for me to be the bigger person. forgive and forget. don't want to stoop down to their level. don't even need to justify anything. but it's a whole different story, when people start to incur the wraths of those i care for. i will take it all in my stride, if things are done to me. but i hate it when the people i care for get hurt, maligned or mistreated. i hate it. seriously.

and with the people i care for the most, i hate seeing them unhappy. i detest seeing the frown upon their faces. and if only i could just sweep those unhappiness away, and carry it upon my own shoulders instead. i'd rather be the one being mistreated, i'd rather be the one unhappy than to see the sullen looks on the faces of people i care for.

it has been a gruelling day. from pulling myself out of bed early to study and then dragging myself to school and then through lessons, training and now i'm finally back home, it has been quite a huge feat. 38.2degrees ain't that high but it made me all woozy and unable to concentrate. half the time i'm in my own world and i need to snap out of it.

i'm really tired. exhausted from the routine events of work, submissions, deadlines and i can't help but feel like running away sometimes. yawns i can't hold out any longer.

when you look into my eyes
i wonder what is it that you see
cos you seem to read my mind
you read my eyes like a diary
-cheryl
12:28 AM





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