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  • credits.
    layout: lyricaltragedy
    inspiration: reversescollide
    Saturday, February 10, 2007
    today i forgot to bring my wallet and keys, and i realised how handicapped one can be without having these things. thanks to all the people who lent me money and no thanks to the bus uncle who forced me to pay 90 cents for a bus ride of 2 stops. rawr.

    bus ride home with danny yuting and zha just now. wasn't feeling emo or anything, just didn't feel like talking, although they were like having this intellectual talk about blahblah and all.

    can't deny that sometimes i feel really sad about it. but then its been so long, sometimes i just feel totally numb about it too.

    i'm feeling tired again. like yuting said, its unfair to everyone. but someone has to be spat out of the deep sea. i'd rather the sea spit me out right now, otherwise maybe i'll just keep falling in, deeper and deeper..spit me out, so maybe i'll see the sky and breathe in the air above.

    man, i don't know what to do. its been totally, a never ending swim.

    wonder whats gonna strike me. come wednesday.

    argh session. stress.