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Saturday, April 16

This is what my shoulder felt like right before Yvette ran right through it and I officially couldn't move it anymore. (I'm quite scared actually.)

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Tuesday, February 8

My nightmare was so real and so scary and just so heartbreaking I woke up shivering even though all my windows were closed thanks to the Tuedays morning horrible fogging.

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Saturday, January 15

I probably can't claim all the credit for the dismal 12 mins we played, but I definitely deserve full shame for letting myself get stepped so grotesquely for the first time ever I believe. And to think we intended to call her "random girl".

And the day seems to get progressively dismal when I just want to crawl into bed, pretend it never happened and have myself sung to sleep.

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Wednesday, December 29

I begged you not to go, I begged you, I pleaded/ Claimed you as my only hope, and watched the floor as you retreated.

(in a completely non-whinny voice) Back damnnnnn pain.

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Monday, December 6

"Of all the priceless objects left behind, this is what we rescue. These artifacts. Memory cues. Useless souvenirs. Nothing you could auction. The scars left from happiness."
- Chuck Palahniuk

Couldnt sleep thanks to the itch that I would give 2 fingernails up to scratch and I'm so happy Minli gained new grounds in terms of our friendship (:

And sudden urge to go on a film camera frenzy, I need some black and white film and I'm all set! haha I can't seem to remember what I used to do during the past dec hols, but I don't remember it to be this free and this awkward. Not in a bad way either

Now this is weird I guess responsibility is out of style today. Its damn annoying this whole hall thing. Now what is the point of having 4 out of 6 dance practices without the choreo and people who cancel/suddenly decide to have training in less than 1 days notice. Yes I'm this prude who believes in following a schedule and must find a way to deal with the temperaments of flexible people nowadays.

Oh and the modules that I MUST do next semester clashes so now its either I have to write a thesis (I could die) , delay graduation or graduate without an honours prematurely. Somehow I don't seem to be as distressed as I should be but not that fretting will solve the problem. (I'm sorry even I'm bored writing this para)

And those were really supposed to be yesterday's feelings.

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Friday, August 20

" So this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I am still figuring out how that could be"
The Perks of Being a Wallflower

You know how some people sleep their upsetness away? I'm upset because I can't sleep (because I am up to my neck in the backlash of shit- pun fully intended). Is that quite the same?

Will be running on a short fuse again tomorrow, but it was a small price to pay to have one day of hall back again. Hall dinner with block mates, IBG, htht in floor of my room, going behind, and above all, my little smelly Kaihui. :)

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Saturday, June 19

If I were the wind, I would make you fly

I thought it would be appropriate to cry at that moment and I thought it would be the response you more than wanted, but somehow the anger/sadness/fustration gave way to pity, meloncoly and a dull pang of regret that I hope won't settle in for too long.

Rooney has my official stamp of disapproval. I hate seeing players throw their fustrations on field, especially if it negatively affects the team (eg not chasing after a shitty pass, if you even consider those passes). Its almost as bad as him belittling his opponents and I must say he needs to wake up his idea and get his head in the game (literally- I think he missed all his headers).

Tonight has been a night of many :(, so why did she have to catch me on a bad time and make me feel like she deserves everything shes been getting. Well I'll probably take this back tomorrow, but I don't thing what she did was fair and nice. Than again, we all shoot our mouths off and say things that are unfair and not nice sometime, maybe I should stop judging her the way I think she needs to stop being so judgemental and (pardon me) stupid.

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