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Thursday, December 17, 2009


STOP TRYING TO GET HER BACK. SHE AIN'T COMING. SHE'S GONE, GOTTA BE MOVING ON.
-Khun. Song: Heartbeat

i am so tired! been waking up at 9/10am. FOR WHAT you ask. for family and friends!(no, i am not complaining! tired but i enjoyed meeting you people.)
going to fall into deep sleep and dream BIG DREAMS.

your dream can be BIG, AMBITIOUS, and FAR-FETCH.

but for your goal (reality), it must be DIFFICULT BUT REALISTIC.
aim too high, you will fall hard even before reaching the goal.
when things dont match up to your expectations, MAJOR DISAPPOINTMENT.

i am no social butterfly, but i treasure those i have.
arent you afraid of losing friends?
that they d.r...i....f.....t__further___and________further___________away from you, the diseased-filled fellow.
ya, maybe i look like someone with disease, thats why no one likes to be my friend.
i am a weird ugly asshole.
ok, back to main point.
what if one day, aiping, carmella, elix, shirla, shirley and shuchen dont want to talk to/hang out with me anymore?!
what if all the rest (eg.& esp. 1S24 people!) dont want to talk to me alr!
i might pass out for one year, or two, or three, or one thousand years, and lie on top on MOUNT EVEREST waiting for The Thai Prince, Nichkhun, to come kiss me (this, is a BIG FAT DREAM).

i am trying hard not to be irritating already can?!
blablabla.
shut up.

i forgot what i want to say already.

anyway, to people who i treat as friends and those who treat me as a friend, thank you for being my friend! hahahahaha! i am mad.

demands, reprimands and many mands.
NOT NICE. AT ALL.
you need something.

see you at the next post!
(which i typed out already)
provided i survive, from climbing mount everest tml. yes, gonna check the bedroom, the decor, the heating system and the facilities out before the day comes. must be prepared.

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