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Thursday, December 06, 2007

i never wished as much as i do now, to be old-er. it seems there is much i need to learn.

i still remember acs's motto, "the best is yet to be..." and i still remember rebutting that with "the worst has yet to come.." am i creative or what? okay, maybe just a tad too pessimistic. there's no relation whatsoever to anything, i just suddenly thought of the phrase that's all.

i have not found a particular talent of my own that i can feel damn damn proud of. just randomly shooting my mouth off btw.

i just realised that nothing in this world is ever fair. i'm serious. nothing at all. so i guess we should learn to take things less seriously. "we should exercise our right to not have a care in the world. have that i-dont-care attitude. dont explain our actions. dont apologise for our actions. just Do what you want. What could go wrong? Oh come on come on come on, come on, do what you want."

yeah. come on come on come on, do what you want. what could go wrong? alot. yeah. alot.

wow, i just banged the back of my heel into the door cos i was trying to scratch the sole of my feet on the stupid rug and i thought wow i'm so strong, it doesn't hurt at all. and then suddenly the pain starts to sink in. stupid or what?

and my right achilles hurt like frig. who was the one who slashed me at training!

yeah, it's about time. let's go sing our hearts out. we can spill our guts and forget the world. forget we need to be responsible and forget we have duty. forgetting, is temporary freedom.

why am i feeling so mellow
oh i so don't know
my achilles is so in pain
and i think and think
yet it's all in vain
tell me tell me,
how did i get here?
will you ever hear?
-cheryl
11:36 PM





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