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24 August 2007;10:11 PM

I do not know how to get this emo-shit thing out of me. It's the end of the week again. The weekends are here. Just as I thought, I'm almost free from my troubles. It came pouring down on me again.

Well, sometimes I do think I need to self reflect. Looking at many things happening around me, I can't help but feel fortunate in some way. Everyone is born with an unique character and personality. No one is identical, not even twins. Problems are inevitable as we gets older each year. We meet more people and get to learn about more life problems. We have to learn how to tackle and solve each problem that comes by our way. Running away from reality is never a way out. :x Every problem has two sides to it. It wouldn't be fair to just hear a one-sided story. A third party is also not much of a help. Perhaps just another listening ear and a shoulder to lean on.

I have so much to say when I thought of blogging, but the moment I started typing, my mind goes blank. Gosh!

Am I a not good enough friend? Insensitive to things around me? Things have been kept from me. And when I do hear about it, I feel hurt. I don't know the reason why, but I suppose there's a reason behind every action made. I don't wish to probe. I want to hear it willingly, not reluctantly.

I don't how many days is it left to the A'levels. I don't bother counting. I want to focus, I want to study hard and get it over and done with. I hope I don't die of distractions and suffocation and fatigue.

I thought my week in school was enriching and happy enough, but I'm having doubts now.



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GEMINI

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