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You're sick of feeling numb.
Sunday, July 18, 2010, 7:22 PM

Okay. I'm so bored that I'm back. Like, yeah. --" Sianz. I'm uh, watching 铁血保镖. And it's uh, freaking excited. And then mom and I was like, "GO THERE, GO THERE! KILL YOU!" Lol. Funnyshite.

Then we're like, "WALAO EH!" Lol. Anyway. Today was so boring. Spent my entire day reading ShamanKing fanfics. Then I was actually on the verge of crying. No, I wasn't. Not today.. I was crying on Friday night. I really meant by crying. Bawling. Yeah. Then I went to sleep w/ wet eyes. :(

And Friday was the day that I'd finally went back on construction. No. What's that called. Oh. Renewal. Of course. Yeah, I just remembered.

I mean, yeah, it was hard. And I don't know how long it's gonna take to get the me back. I took so many years, to get a month and a half. D:

Anyway. I'm in so deep this time round. Gah. I NEED TO BE BACK MANSZX. --"

Anyway. Yeah, what can I talk about? I don't think I can talk about anything manszx. :( LOL. Aiyoooh, what to talk about sial. --"

School's back tomorrow. :(
I really don't wanna go back for schl sial. School's such a war. :( I hate schl. AgentEeyore, you asked why schl's a war right? I'll explain.

School is a mental war between teachers-students, and student-student. Why? Because obviously we don't have 100% friends in our schl compound. We're bound to have enemies. And people that we don't get along w/. And going back to schl is like, fighting against the people that you hate w/. Yucks, see, that's why I hate schl.

The moment I hear schl, I feel like puking already.

Plus, now my schl's screwed up. W/ that banana and that MrL, I doubt I can stay alive. The only thing I'm actually looking forward to is choir. Yeah, and sometimes I don't even feel like staying back. But when I actually do stay back, and w/ choir peep, I feel important, for once. Even though when I get home, it's a whole different story, but at lease I get some comfort. And I'm thinking that that's the most important thing that I need.

Yeah, some of my stuff are revealed. --" There's actually alot, I really don't want to write them out. Makes people worry, and makes people pity. I don't want people to pity me. Don't, okay.

Ps. "I'm a demon after all."


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