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Friday, January 11, 2008

Forget all that optimism for today man.
I just want to get upset with the world for now.
Away with all that optimism, I just can't tell myself I believed all that anymore. Face it, I'm DYING to be at another place this time. This pales so much in comparison.
Yeah, yeah. IF ONLY. And more impossible 'if only's' that will never ever happen follows.
I know. I forsake that myself. MY FAULT.
I hate myself for that ALOT.
Oh whatever, I can't be bothered with anything and everything today. AAAHHH.
I'm so living the life of a typical cancerian.


Till tomorrow then. We'll find reasons to push forward and fight for faith again. And transform some of that hatred to positive spirit. But we'll have to try alot harder, cos I'm 10,000 steps behind. Like how hilary puts it, 'it's like seriously take a deep breath and CHIONG.'
JIA YOU BA.


and there she goes chasing her fairytales, 23:46